Besedila: Peter Cincotti. You Don't Know Me.

You give your hand to me
And Then you say hello
And I can hardly speak
My hearth is beating so
And anyone can tell
you think you know me well
Well you don?t know me

No you don?t know the one
who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
and longs to hold you tight
To you I?m just a friend
It?s all I?ve ever been
Well you don?t know me

I never knew the art of making love
Alone my heart akes with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chanche go by
The chance that you might love me too

You give you hand to me
And Then you say Good bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
And you will never know
The one who loved you so
Well you don?t know me

I never knew the art of making love
And all my heart akes with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chanche go by
The chance that you might love me too

You give you hand to me
And Then you say Good bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
And you never ever know
The one who loved you so
Well you don?t know me

(Thanks to dadaumpa for these lyrics)