Texty: Take That. Nobody Else. The Day After Tomorrow.

[Incomprehensible]

Only one way to describe, this is deceit I am hiding
Never been here before, never wanna see here again
I've strayed from a long term lover and found greater lust from another
My conscience is keeping me awake and shouting at me all night

So I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, maybe today
I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, or is that too late?

Being loved is a big responsibility, you can never give too much back
You know, it's so easy to walk away and leave that little lady flat
My life's feeling crowded with possessions, am I lucky or sad?
Is it time now, to turn away or lose everything I've ever had?

So I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, maybe today
I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, or is that too late?

Moving in circles, decisions chasing round and round
Is life ever easy, or do we make it hard for ourselves?
And when we find love, we need to look for something new
'Cos when it's all over, you always feel the need to be loved
That she'd always loved you

So I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, maybe today
I'll tell her the day after tomorrow, or is that too late?
Maybe today, maybe today, maybe today, maybe today
Is that too late for you? Is it too late to tell her? Too late