It's Only Make was written and consisted in 1958 by Harold Lloyd Jenkins, known under its artist's name Conway Twitty. This work had the first place) of the English chart during the same year.
It’s Only Make Believe is a ballad slow dance-rock on love discouraged of a boy for a girl who pretends to love him, just like himself makes seeming to believe in it. Conway Twitty singer of rock and Country music, been born in the Mississippi in September, 1933, died on June 5th, 1993.
People see us everywhere,
They think you really care,
But myself, I can't deceive,
I know it's only make believe.
My one and only prayer, is that some day, you'll care,
My hopes, my dreams come true, my one and only you.
No one will ever know, how much I love you so.
My only prayer will be, some day you'll care for me,
But it's only make believe.
My hopes, my dreams come true,
my life, I'd give for you.
My heart, a wedding ring,
my all, my everything.
My heart I can't control,
you rule my very soul,
My only prayer will be,
some day you'll care for me,
But it's only make believe.
My one and only prayer, is that some day, you'll care.
My hopes, my dreams come true, my one and only you.
No one will ever know, how much I love you so.
My only prayer will be, some day you'll care for me,
But it's only make believe.