Well, I've been thinking, dear, and I feel pretty Weird-and it's your fault. Thinking of you and me, how You accuse me of all kinds of things-and it's terrible. But then I think of you and I don't know what to do. Oh yeah. Cause I love you and you know that I don't know What I'll do if you don't... I really need you now, but you don't want to help me Out-you don't get it. And I call out your name. You Look at me like I'm insane. But I'm not. I just love you and you know that I don't know what I'll do if you don't...love me toooooo. So what do I do now that you refuse to help me Out-can't do Nothing. Just think of yesterday and I'll let my imagination Run away. 'Cause I love you etc...