when i said ''i love you'', did you believe me? did you feel this love into my eyes when you would see? did you feel mine when i held your hand? did you feel close to me when right next to you i would stand? but what use is it now to think over this when it is all over and you''re gone, and all that i do is regret not trying enough for us and cry and mourn, when sad and lonely at night, tears flow from my eyes like showers of rain, because we will never be together again.