Cut Here Testo

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So we meet again and I offer my hand

All dry and english slow

And you look at me and I understand

Yeah, 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

Like you'll never let me go



"Oh, come and have a drink with me

Sit down and talk awhile"

Oh, I wish I could and I will

But now I just don't have the time

And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye

I still see that look in your eye



So dizzy Mr. Busy too much rush to talk to Billy

All the silly frilly things have to first get done

In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next time - make it June

Until later doesn't always come

Until later doesn't always come



It's so hard to think "It ends sometime

And this could be the last

I should really hear you sing again

And I should really watch you dance"

Because it's hard to think

I'll never get another chance

To hold you

To hold you



But chilly Mr Dilly too much rush to talk to billy

All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done

In a second - just hang on - all in good time - won't be long

until later



I should've stopped to think

I should've made the time

I could've had that drink

I could've talked awhile

I would've done it right

I would've moved us on

But I didn't

Now it's all too late

It's over and you're gone



I miss you, I miss you, I miss you,

I miss you, I miss you, I miss you so much



But how many times can I walk away and wish "If only.."

How many times can I talk this way and wish "If only.."

Keep on making the same mistake

Keep on aching the same heartbreak

I wish "If only.."

But "If only.." is a wish too late