"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
"Oh c'mon and have a drink with me Sit down and talk a while..." "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
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 - wont 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 a while 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... 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..." But 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..."