Sunday, August 07, 2005
Cut here-The Cure
So we meet again!" and I offer my handAll dry and english slowAnd you look at me and I understandYeah it's a look I used to know"Three long years... and your favourite man...Is that any way to say hello?"And you hold me... like you'll never let me go"Oh c'mon and and have a drink with meSit down and talk a while...""Oh I wish I could... and I will!But now I just dont have the time..."And over my shoulder as I walk awayI see you give that look goodbye...I still see that look in your eye...So dizzy Mr Busy - Too much rush to talk to BillyAll the silly frilly things have to first get doneIn a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it juneUntil later... doesn't always comeIt's so hard to think "It ends sometimeAnd this could be the lastI should really hear you sing againAnd I should really watch you dance"Because it's hard to think"I'll never get another chanceTo hold you... to hold you... "But chilly Mr Dilly - Too much rush to talk to BillyAll the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get doneIn a second - just hang on - all in good time - wont be longUntil later...I should've stopped to think - I should've made the timeI could've had that drink - I could've talked a whileI would've done it right - I would've moved us onBut I didn't - now it's all too lateIt's over... overAnd you're gone..I miss you I miss you I miss youI miss you I miss you I miss you so muchBut how how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."But how many times can I talk this way and wish "If only..."Keep on making the same mistakeKeep on aching the same heartbreakI wish "If only..."But "If only...."Is a wish too late...
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