Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps synger han

og jeg tenkte at det ofte er slik, og lurte på hvorfor... Jan-Steinar sa en gang at man alltid vil ha det man ikke kan få og ikke vil ha det man kan få.. Jeg er ikke helt enig, men ofte er det kanskje slik.

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.
(Cake)