I'm sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you, baby, it's true
I love you, I need you
I'm searching the world for you
♪
Summer love, we were hot, left me cold
You won't forgive the stories you've been sold
Deep hurt, I can understand why
I did try, but sense just passed me by
It was stupid, cupid, lend me your bow
So I can save the love that I let go
This pain will refrain in my brain
You don't believe that I didn't know her name
Apologetic – pathetic
The urge came, and I let it
It destroyed a hard-built trust
I'm on my knees, but it's just not good enough
Summers come and Summers go (aah)
Guilty feelings overflow (aah)
Outrageous behaviour
Little boy, your life's in danger
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you, baby
It's true (this is my apology)
I love you, I need you
I'm searching the world for you
As the clock ticks and moves slow
The same thoughts swim around to let me know
You're hurt, and it's me to blame
It's not a game, and it's never gonna be the same
Every day, I was amazed by your ways
You blew my heart, set my mind ablaze
And now, I crave each day, each night
It's not right that I miss every sound and sight
Poetic – how I've said it
I'm not proud, and I regret it
I hope someday I can see you come back to me
How many ways can I offer my apology?
Summers come and Summers go (aah)
Guilty feelings overflow (aah)
Outrageous behaviour
Little boy, your life's in danger
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you, baby
It's true (this is my apology)
I love you, I need you
I'm searching the world for you
♪
(Aah, aah)
Summers come and Summers go
Guilty feelings overflow
Outrageous behaviour
Little boy, your life's in danger
I'm sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you, baby
It's true (this is my apology)
I love you, I need you
I'm searching the world for you
Forgive me (forgive me)
You know how much I need you, baby, I do
I love you forever
'Cause nothing compares to you
♪
(Aah, aah)
(Forgive me)
(Forgive me)
(Forgive me)
(Forgive me)
(Aah, aah)
♪
I'm not a pop star today
I'm an artist, I'm Rolf Harris
I'm not a pop star today
I'm Paul Daniels, I am small
I am bald with a bird called Debbie McGee
I've
♪
I've gone a bit mad today
I've gone bonkers, I've gone loopy
I've gone a bit mad today
I've gone mental, I went cuckoo
I think I'm a touch insa-a-a-ane
Ane
♪
I'm not a pop star today
I'm a farmer, I'm Old MacDonald
I'm not a pop star today
I'm a footballer with big boots
Hairy legs and a big massive muscly chest
♪
(Shall we do it again?)
I've gone a bit mad today
I've gone bonkers, I've gone loopy
I've gone a bit mad today
I've gone mental, I went cuckoo
I think I'm a touch insa-a-a-ane
♪
I'm not a pop star today
I'm, and I go, huh
I'm not a pop star today
I'm Knight Rider, I've got a big car that talks to me
And twiddles my hair when I'm on the beach
♪
Good night
(Alright, boys)