Texty: S Club 7. 7. Lately.

Lately, I have had the strangest feeling
With no vivid reason here to find
And yet the thought of losing you has been hangin'
'Round my mind
Far more frequently, you're wearing perfume
With, you say, no special place to go, no
But when I ask, "Will you be coming back soon?"
You don't know, never know

Well, I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel
My eyes won't let me hide
'Cause they always start to cry
'Cause this time could mean goodbye

Bye
Oh, yes
Goodbye

Lately, I've been staring in the mirror
Very slowly picking me apart
Tryin' to tell myself, I have no reason
With your heart
Just the other night while you were sleeping
I vaguely heard you whisper someone's name
But when I ask you of the thoughts you're keeping
You just say, "Nothings changed"

Well, I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel
My eyes won't let me hide
'Cause they always start to cry
They will
'Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye

I'm a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel
My eyes won't let me hide
Cause they always start to cry
'Cause this time could mean goodbye

Yeah
Goodbye, baby
Goodbye, baby
Goodbye, my sweet lady
Baby
Goodbye