1960s
In a café or sometimes
on a crowded street
I've been near you,
but you never noticed me
My Cherie amour,
won't you tell me
how could you ignore
That behind that
little smile I wore
How I wish
that you were mine
on a crowded street
I've been near you,
but you never noticed me
My Cherie amour,
won't you tell me
how could you ignore
That behind that
little smile I wore
How I wish
that you were mine