Were there never quite enough Sundays Did I leave out a birthday or two Did I make too much of mere holiday fluff When a rose just on Tuesday would do Did I say often enough you look pretty Did I tell you you meant everything Did I ever say you still take my breath away Or did he say it better than me Did I always say I'm sorry I hurt you
Did I always know when I did Were there some signs, if I'd paid more attention Well, I'll pay for it now, long as I live Did I ever say you're my heart That I couldn't live without you As long as there's breath in this body of mine This old heart will keep beating for you Now, did he say it better than me