Wednesday, January 02, 2008

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps Mari Wilson





You won't admit you love me.

And so how am I ever to know?

You only tell me

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.



A million times I've asked you,

and then I ask you over again,

you only answer

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.



If you can't make your mind up,

we'll never get started.

And I don't wanna wind up

being parted, broken-hearted.

So if you really love me,

say yes.

But if you don't, dear, confess.

And please don't tell me

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.



(Solo Section)



If you can't make your mind up,

we'll never get started.

And I don't wanna wind up

being parted, broken-hearted.

So if you really love me,

say yes.

But if you don't, dear, confess.

And please don't tell me

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps,

perhaps,

perhaps,

per………….haps

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