If i had taken the time   To write down a few lines   Everytime that you crossed this heart of mine   I'd put them all in a book   How much time would that have took   The words and years have a way of slipping back      Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that i had   I could have written a play so sweet and so funny   Given old Mr. Shakespere a run for his money   Written the words to the prettiest tune   That would never leave a dry eye in the room   My only excuse for not doing enough   I was too busy being in love   Yes I was too busy being in love      Brand new phrases appear everytime you are near   All this words you inspire after all these years   But i never reached for a pen   Break the mood that im in   Before I knew that the words were gone again      Oh no! Too bad, there goes the chance that i had   I could have written a play so sweet and so funny   Given old Mr. Shakespere a run for his money   Written the words to the prettiest tune   That would never leave a dry eye in the room   My only excuse for not doing enough   I was too busy being in love   Yes I was too busy being in love      I could have written the poem to make young lovers crazy   I could have written the movie for Hepburn and Tracey   Most beautiful song and it starts with your name   Written my way into fortune and fame   But i have no regrets for not doing enough   I was too busy being in love   Yes i was too busy being in love