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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