You know,
You decorate the garage walls.
Hang in people's homes.
Live in secret droors.
If you could look around you, I wonder what you'd see.
Fiction,
That's all you really are I know.
Editorial dreams, they can make you real.
Tell me where you came from and where you're going to.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her.
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
You know.
You figured in some fantasies.
You would not believe, just what you had to do.
Life goes on around you, and all because of you.
No, I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her.
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her.
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
You know.
That in twenty years or more, you'll still look the same as you do today.
You'll still be a young girl when I'm old and grey.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her.
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?
I won't ever, no I'll never get to know her.
Or be the cause of anything she does.
I won't ever, no I'll never get to hold her.
Do you think this aching could be love?!?
No, you'll never never!
You'll never get to hold her.
No-no!
Do you think this aching could be love?
I think it's love!
I won't ever, no I...
No, oh!!!
This aching could be love!