Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps - Doris Day (Latin For Lovers; 1965; Osvaldo Farres, Joe Davis; AGP) | Текст песни

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• Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps
• Doris Day (Latin For Lovers; 1965; Osvaldo Farres, Joe Davis; AGP)

You won't admit you love me
And so - how am I ever to know?
You always 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..."

(Trumpet solo)

"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..."
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps..."
"Perhaps-, perhaps-, perhaps-..."