Knowing that we've passed this now and you have moved on
But I'm still hoping you still think of me
Too late, I'm always too late
Hear her say: Please, just get over it
Hear her cry: Henning, get over me
Oh, my dear
Hold my hand?
Waiting for, what I'm waiting for is you
Knowing that my chance won't come again
I keep blaming myself for how you used to feel
But I'm still hoping you still care for me
Too late, i'm always too late
Hear her say: Please, just get over it
Hear her say: Henning, get over me
Oh, my dear
Hold my hand?
No.