Why Was I Born?

Spending these lonesome evenings with nothing to do but to live in dreams that I make up all by myself.
Dreaming that you're beside me, I picture the prettiest story only to wake up all by myself
What is the good of me by myself?

Why was I born?
Why am I living?
What do I get?
What am I giving?
Why do I want a thing I darn't hope for?
What can I hope for? I wish I knew.

Why do I try to draw you near me?
Why do I cry? You never hear me?
I'm a poor fool but what can I do?
Why was I born to love you?

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I'm a poor fool but what can I do?
Why was I born to love you?