"So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and english slow
And you 
look at me and I understand
Yeah it's a look I used to know
"Three long 
years... and your favourite man...
Is that any way to say hello?"
And you 
hold me... like you'll never let me go

"Oh c'mon and and have a drink 
with me
Sit down and talk a while..."
"Oh I wish I could... and I 
will!
But now I just dont have the time..."
And over my shoulder as I walk 
away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your 
eye...

So dizzy Mr Busy - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly 
frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - sometime soon - maybe next 
time - make it june
Until later... doesn't always come

It's so hard to 
think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear 
you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because it's hard to 
think
"I'll never get another chance
To hold you... to hold you... 
"

But chilly Mr Dilly - Too much rush to talk to Billy
All the tizzy 
fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - just hang on - all in good 
time - wont be long
Until later...

I should've stopped to think - I 
should've made the time
I could've had that drink - I could've talked a 
while
I would've done it right - I would've moved us on
But I didn't - now 
it's all too late
It's over... over
And you're gone..

I miss you I 
miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you I miss you so much

But how 
how many times can I walk away and wish "If only..."
But how many times can I 
talk this way and wish "If only..."
Keep on making the same mistake 
Keep 
on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "If only..."

But "If 
only...."
Is a wish too late...