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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