Oh, how much I love you |
Remember? |
Why must I remember? |
Why can't I simply close my eyes and go to sleep |
And make her disappear? |
Why must I always hear? |
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Dio, come ti amo |
I still can hear her say |
Oh God, how much I love you |
And yet I walked away |
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The wind began to blow |
And all the leaves went flying |
She stood there in the night |
And tried to keep from crying |
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Dio, come ti amo |
What could I say or do? |
When love has lost its meaning |
It's over and it's through? |
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And so I went away |
From someone who was waiting |
To hold me in her arms |
In an embraced celebrating |
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But that was long ago |
And many loves had I |
But only one was real |
And that I let slip by |
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Dio, come ti amo |
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Dio, come ti amo |
Those were the words she said |
Oh God, how much I love you |
Keeps running through my head |
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I know it's much too late |
But I go right on prey |
To have her back again |
So she can hear me say |
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Dio, come ti amo |
God, how much I love you |