Trying - Bobby Vinton, Stan Applebaum

I’m trying to forget you, but try as I may

You’re still my every thought every day

No use trying to forget you 'cause I realize

That I’m trying to forget you with tears in my eyes

And those teardrops only remind me

That I love you more and more

So, I’ll put my foolish pride behind me

And come knocking, knocking at your door

And I’ll be trying to impress you, hoping to possess you

Though I know I haven’t a chance, dear, there’s no denying

But you can’t blame a fella for trying

(And I’ll be trying to impress you, hoping to possess you)

Though I know I haven’t a chance, dear, there’s no denying

But you can’t blame a fella for trying