If there should be the faintest traces. Of you in my summer sky. My heart would pound and race. And people ask me why. Did I pull those funny faces. When I walk by the waterside. I look for things to say. And still I find you. I won't give up. Don't talk of giving up. And every night I swear I've finished. And when I rise to face the day. Resolve just fades away. And so it follows. Trying to find strength of purpose. I place temptation out of reach. Then search in every niche. Until I find you. I won't give up. Don't talk of giving up. I won't give it up--Love this world. No thoughts of giving up oh no no no no no. Perhaps its only saints who suffer. For those needs to which we're slaved. This road I walk is paved with good intentions. The final choice hangs on a wire. And there's no room for feet to stray. The piper waits for pay. And still I find you. I won't give up. Don't talk of giving up. I won't give up--Love this world. No thoughts of giving up oh no no no no no. I won't give it up--Love this world. Don't talk of giving up. I won't give it up--Love this world. No thoughts on giving up