Авторы: Gilbert O’Sullivan
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 moving 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 For 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 the 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 all this before Could this one not be ever-lasting. Optimistic though I am Things will remain the way they stand Nevertheless there is th is fear You might one day disappear I just hope that if it's true You will have the decency to Break it to me gently If and when the time arrives Don't just leave me high and dry Break it to me gently.