Oh my love, oh my love.

It happens every third year

that I find someone to love like you.

Oh yes like you.

But I know it won´t work out well.

How go I know?

I just know!



Oh my love, oh my love.

It happens every now and then

that I dream of when we´ll have some time,

just you and I.

But I know we never will.

But I will keep hoping oh yea I will.



Oh my love, oh my love.

It happens every time you hang up on me

I tell myself,

oh let her be.

Oh yeah let her be.

But you know I never will.

I´ll be back time and time again.



Oh my love, oh my love, oh my love.

It happens everytime I call you my love,

you say "please don´t call me that".

But why shouldn´t I,

when I know that it will be another three years

before I can say it and mean it again.

After all you´ll never find a better boyfriend.