Again

Morris 8

Compositor: Bill Macrae

Come, I will let you, I will let you be my friend
Almost every day, oh oh, everything's on hold

I will help you, I will help you to pretend
Handle every day, and so, be a better man

Now and again I find and again I find you are leaving
Well after all I was expecting this

Come, I will help you, I will help you find a friend
One who doesn't say, "goodbye, wish you all the best"

Now and again I find, and again I find I am lonely
I'll take the fall, I'm getting used to this

Show my hand, could I be any less of a man?
Afraid you'll know me, and that you'll show me
I'm always wrong