Hanging around again waiting

Time is running very slowly

Said we’d meet at eight tonight

Well it’s nearly that but not quite

 

Trying my hardest to speak to you

Find out all the things you do

Maybe talk and put the world to right

Well nearly, but not quite

 

What’s the air of mystery about?

If I find out, I definitely won’t shout,

Or cry buckets, well maybe I might

Well, nearly but not quite

 

How much do I love you?

More than you can imagine? 

I’ve not told you, you don’t even know

It’s as high as a mountain

As true as a bird in flight

Well, nearly but not quite!