No one knows what I know, a secret Someone I like has made me hot Can I help feeling this way?
And the look I got told me everything What I want, I can probably get a thousandfold And now I'm starting to understand that I'm in love I want to be yours, you should know
Just be yours, Margareta Stand there by your door, in love like never before But I don't dare to call The pulses, they burn so hot Do you feel like I do, Margareta? The looks you gave, did you give them as an answer or not?