I tried so hard, my dear, to show that you're my every dream, yet you're afraid each thing
I do is just some evil scheme. A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart. Why
can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart? Another love before my time
made your heart sad and blue. And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do. In anger, unkind
words are said that make the teardrops start. Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me. But now I know your heart is shackled to a memory.
The more I learn to care for you, the more we drift apart. Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
