For me and my inability to feel or show love for most of my life this has meaning:

What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love? It seems that I'm the only one that I have been thinking of. What kind of man is this? An empty shell, A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell. What kind of lips are these, that lied with ev'ry kiss, That whispered empty words of love, and left me alone like this? Why can't I fall in love, like any other man, Any maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am.

What kind of fool am I, who never fell in love? It seems that I'm the only one that I have been thinking of. What kind of man is this? An empty shell, A lonely cell in which an empty heart must dwell. What kind of clown am I? What do I know of life? Why can't I cast away this mask of play and live my life? Why can't I fall in love, like any other man, Any maybe then I'll know what kind of fool I am.

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In all of time and space, there is but one you and one me...