I THINK ABOUT IT SOMETIMES, WHEN THE NIGHTS ARE LONG.
I DREAM ABOUT IT SOMETIMES,WHEN I HEAR THAT CERTAIN SONG .
IT'S TRUE I HAVE NO RIGHT, TO WANT TO SEE THE TIME.
BUT THE TRUTH IS THIS,IT WAS NEVER MINE.
WHAT IS THIS THING YOU ASK? THAT HAS ME SO UNDONE.
IT ISN'T LOVE, OR MONEY, NOR IS IT MOON,OR SUN.
IT'S NOTHING YOU COULD KNOW, NOT DULL, NOR DOES IT SHINE.
BUT IT'S VERY REAL TO ME, THOUGH IT WAS NEVER MINE.
I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT IT IS, THOUGH I KNOW YOU WANT IT TOO.
BUT IT BELONGS TO NO ONE, NOT TO ME, AND NOT TO YOU.
BUT I KNOW ONE DAY I'LL FIND IT, AT THAT TIME I'LL KNOW THE SIGN.
BUT I WILL NEVER TOUCH IT, BECAUSE IT WAS NEVER MINE.