Texty: Gilbert Osullivan. Break It To Me Gently.

Look at me, I'm in my glory
Like a child who loves a story
Pinching myself just to see
If you're really here with me

Nothing good can last for long
So when you feel like movin' on
Break it to me gently

How I wish that we could make
Love for as long as it can take
Wear each other out and then
Stop and start it all again

All my life I dreamt of this
And if a dream is all this is
Break it to me gently

And, I don't want to sound a bore
What will be, will be I know
But there's no harm in asking
When you have a beauty rare
Why can it not be everlasting?

Is it true what I hear whispered?
You get tired of men so quick
That it's now become a standing joke
How long will the next one cope?

If there isn't any doubt
And I'm the next to be kicked out
Break it to me gently

And I don't want to sound a bore
What will be will be I know
But there's no harm in asking
You've been through this all before
Could this one not be everlasting

Optimistic though I am
Things will remain the way they stand
Nevertheless there is this fear
You might one day disappear

I just hope that if it's true
You will have the decency too
Break it to me gently

If and when the time arrives
Don't just leave me high and dry
Break it to me gently
Break it to me gently