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."
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps."