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And you hold me like you'll never let me go . . .


And over my shoulder as I walk away

I see you give that look goodbye

I still see that look in your eye

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"

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. . .