@migu music@

you won't admit you love me.

and so how am i ever to know?

you alway tell me

perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

a million times i ask 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.

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.