OVER & OVER

Several times, he intended to tell her
But a cold wind came through
Over and over he waited too long
To sing her his song He waited too long

Soon he recalled, the pendulum stops
For no one at all
Over and over he waited too long
To sing her his song
He waited too long

He knew not what to do
Singing was all that he knew
Tuning his guitar to blue
Singing his sad song for you

When the day’s over, the sad thing is this
That no one can tell you
Whatever to say, or,
Whether to wait, or,
Who you should be,
Or when you should sing

He knew not what to do
Singing was all that he knew
Tuning his guitar to blue
Singing his sad song for you

INST (Verse form)

He knew not what to do
Singing was all that he knew
Tuning his guitar to you
Singing his sad song in blue

When the day’s over, the sad thing is this
That no one can tell you
Whatever to say, or,
Whether to wait, or,
Who you should be,
Or when you should sing

He knew not what to do
Singing was all that he knew
Tuning his guitar to you
Singing his sad song in blue

When the day’s over, the sad thing is this
That no one can tell you
Whatever to say, or,
Whether to wait, or,
Who you should be,
Or when you should sing

Over and over he waited too long
To sing you his song
He waited too long
Over and over he waited too long
To sing you his sad, sad song
To sing you this sad, sad song