Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
Elvis Presley
If I loved you
Words wouldn't come in an easy way
Round in circles I'd go
Only to tell you
But afraid and shy
I let my golden chances pass me by
Soon you'll leave me
Ought (?) you would go in a misty day
Never, never let you know
I love you eternally