I have been thinking about the times in my past
and the times to come; is it time at last
to take away pretense and to take the chance
or accept the regret for having never asked
Is it intuition or is it something more obscure?
Is it my imagination; how can I be sure?
It's nothing more than hope that's been encouraged by allure
It's nothing less than admiration, but what if it's something more?
I have been thinking about facing the facts
but it's never the right time and time flies by us so fast
It's hard to express, it's even harder to say
But it's hardest of all to see the chance slip away
Is it intuition or is it something more oblique?
Is it your impression I've just been turning my cheek?
It's nothing more than hope that's been encouraged by allure
It's nothing less than an attraction, but what if it's something more?
I'll take away pretense
(though it's hard to express)
I'll take the chance
(though it's harder to say)
Or I'll live with regret
(but it's hardest of all)
for having never asked
(to see the chance slip away)
But is it intuition or is it something more oblique
I just wanted to say to you that I think you're unique
It's nothing more than hope that's been encouraged by allure
(please)
I wish I knew just how to ask you
Is it something
Is it something more
