anda won't admit anda Cinta me
And so how am I ever to know?
anda always tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

A million times I've asked you,
And then I ask anda over again
anda only answer
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If anda can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted

So if anda really Cinta me
Say yes, but if anda don't dear, confess
And please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps

If anda can't make your mind up
We'll never get started
And I don't wanna wind up
Being parted, broken-hearted

So if anda really Cinta me
Say yes, but if anda don't dear, confess
But please don't tell me
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps