And I'll be true
You might discover that I'm the lover meant for you
But what's the good of scheming
If you'd surrender for a tender kiss or two
I thought at last I'd found you
But I don't stand a ghost of a chance with you
I know I must be dreaming
I know I must be dreaming
And I don't stand a ghost of a chance with you
'Cause I don't stand a ghost of a chance with you
So what's the good of scheming
But other loves surround you