Uitgangs-taal: Engels
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping.
She's lost in peaceful dreams,
so I turn out the lights and lay there in dark
and the thought crosses my mind
if I never wake up in the morning.
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
about her in my heart?
If tomorrow never comes,
will she know how much I loved her?
Did I try in every way
to show her every day
that she's my only one?