There's a story. I would like to tell. My problem is. It's one you know too well. It's one you know too well. Me Suzy Lee. The one i'm speaking of. The question is. Is she the one i love ?. Is she the one i love ?. (all right). Is she the one i love ?. She'll send me flowers. With her tears bored inside. And you know what i'd do. I would run and hide. I would run and hide. And the paper. On it was my name. With the question. Do you feel the same ?. Do you feel the same ?. To end this tale. The one i'm speaking of. I wish i have an answer (but i just don't know). Is this really love ?. Is this really love ?. Is this really love ?