"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 the look I used to know

"Three long years... and your favorite man...

Is that anyway 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 eyes...



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’ 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 thing’s must get done

In a second - Just Hang On - All in good time - Won’t be long

Until later...



I should’ve stop 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... "

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