And they call it "puppy love",
But I guess they'll never know
How the young heart really feels
And why I love her so.
And they say we? ??
But I guess I'll never know
?? ?
In the saunas(?) of a soul.
I'll cry each night [laughing]
My tears for you
My tears are all in vain.
I hope and I pray
That maybe some day
You'll be back in my arms once again. [dog barks]
Someone help me,
Help me,
Help me please:
Is the answer up above?
How could I tell them,
This is not a "puppy love."
