| You give your hand to me | |
| Then you say hello | |
| And I can hardly speak | |
| My heart is beating so | |
| And anyone could tell | |
| You think you know me well | |
| But 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 | |
| That's all I've ever been | |
| 'Cause you don't know me | |
| For I never knew | |
| The art of making love | |
| Though my heart aches | |
| With love for you | |
| Afraid and shy | |
| I've let my chance go by | |
| The chance that you might | |
| Love me, too | |
| You give your hand to me | |
| And then you say goodbye | |
| I watch you walk away | |
| Beside the lucky girl | |
| You'll never, never know | |
| The one who loves you so | |
| No, you don't know me | |
| You'll never, never know | |
| The one who loves you so | |
| You don't know me |