You give your hand to me
And then you say, "Hello."
And I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don't know me.

No you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight.
To you I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
You don't know me
 [bad word] 
For I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too.

You give your hand to me
And then you say goodby
I watch you walk away
Beside that lucky guy
You'll never, never know
The one that loves you so
You don't know me.
 [bad word] 
I never knew the art of making love
Though my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might have loved me too.

You give your hand to me
And then you say goodby
I watch you walk away
Beside that lucky guy
You'll never, never know
The one that loves you so
You don't know me.

You'll never, never know
The one that loves you so
You don't know me...