Il testo della A lunatic's lament

If only you could see, if only you could see
You're the only girl i've ever dreamed of
If only you could see, if only you could see

Should i apologize to such pathetic eyes?
Just the sight of you has made me sick tonight
(tonight)
It was your voice or kiss that turned me into this
Then i doubt there is a chance you could me mine
(tonight)

Darling, will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear
(i wish you could see)
I wish you could see you're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of, are you satisfied?
(are you satisfied, are you satisfied?)

What fate has lead me here, oh, please forgive me, dear
I don't know if i could sit by on my own
(my own)
I could have married you, instead i buried you
Now we'll see if i can fall asleep alone
(alone)

Darling, will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear
(i wish you could see)
I wish you could see you're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of, are you satisfied?

Are you satisfied, the nightmare's coming true?
Are you satisfied, it will be only you?
Are you satisfied, who did it, only you?
Are you satisfied?

I wish you could see, you're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of
Darling, will you please take a walk with me?
We can count the stars that disappear

(i wish you could see)
I wish you could see you're the only girl
I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied? are you satisfied?

The depths of a man's soul cannot be measured
In a manor of meters and fathoms
But rather it is in my opinion
Only quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell

It was in such a state
I ushered myself past the town tavern
Bursting at the seams with the sounds laughter
And drunken piano playing

Had it only been a different night, a different place
A different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent pub
The events that transpired there
Would never have even begun to be grasped by the feat

I could only ask if anyone outside that place
Had a clue when the exclamations of mirth
Became the desperate screams of the helpless
Begging for their very lives