111 страница3 июля 2026, 19:00

I almost do

I bet this time of night you're still up
I bet you're tired from a long, hard week
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window,
Looking out at the city
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don't,
I almost do, I almost do

I bet you think I either moved on
Or hate you
' Cause each time you reach out
There's no reply
I bet it never, ever occurred to you
That I can't say hello to you
And risk another goodbye

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don't,
I almost do, I almost do

We made quite a mess, babe
It's probably better off this way
And I confess, babe
That in my dreams you're touching my face
And asking me if I want to try again with you
And I almost do

And I just want to tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you
And I wish I could run to you
And I hope you know that
Everytime I don't,
I almost do, I almost do

I bet this time of night you're still up
I bet you're tired from a long, hard week
I bet you're sitting in your chair by the window,
Looking out at the city
And I hope sometimes you wonder about me

111 страница3 июля 2026, 19:00

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