If I had taken the time

To write down a few lines

Every time that you crossed this heart of mine

I'd  put them all in a book

How much time would that have took

The words ‘n years have a way of slipping back



Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that I had

I could have written a play so sweet and so funny

Given old Mr. Shakespeare a run for his money

Written the words to the prettiest tune

That would never leave a dry eye in the room

My only excuse for not doing enough

well I was too busy being in love

Yes I was too busy being in love



Brand new phrases appear every time you are near

All these words you inspire after all these years

But I never reached for a pen

Break the mood that I'm in

Before I knew it the words were gone again



Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that I had

I could have written a play so sweet and so funny

Given old Mr. Shakespeare a run for his money

Written the words to the prettiest tune

That would never leave a dry eye in the room

My only excuse for not doing enough

I was too busy being in love

Yes I was too busy being in love



I could have written the part to make young lovers crazy

I could have written the movie for Hepburn and Tracey

The beautiful song and it starts with your name

Written my way into fortune and fame

But I have no regrets for not doing enough

well I was too busy being in love

Yes I was too busy being in love