Could be that yellow moon
Is just a big balloon,
And not that yellow moon above
Could be that angel face
Is something out of space,
And not that angel face I love.
Could be this heart of mine
Is just a valentine,
And not this heart of mine at all
Could be a dream I see,
But if you're asking me
Could be I'm in love, could be
Could be that starry sky,
Was painted by some guy,
And not that starry sky we knew,
Could be that kiss I stole
Was just a tootsie roll,
And not that kiss I stole from you.
Could be the things you said
Were in a book I read
And not the things you said to me.
Could be I'm in a trance
But then, there's just a chance
Could be I'm in love-could be.
