Tekstovi: Golden Earring. Other. No One Loved You More Than Me.

(G.Kooymans/B.Hay)

And when I die tomorrow
Go tell the trees
How much I loved you
Go tell the wind
That climbs up the trees and makes the branches fall
How much I loved you
And tell a child young enough to understand

Tell a dog just by looking
Tell a house made of bricks
Tell a city turn to stone how much I loved you

But don't ask any body to believe
That just a man and just a woman just a human being
Loved you as much as me