How could I be a real man
If I can't (to) kiss your lips
If my hand can't touch your skin
If my chest, is always cold?
II
Can I really be a man
and not have you next to me
can I really be a man
Just by thinking about you?
Chorus
Being with you
It's just a fantasy
Being with you It's
just a dream
Nor in early morning,
nor in afternoon
Not at mid night,
Nor at mid night
Not in the bottom of
my need
