Win Some, Lose Some — текст песни (Bryan Adams)

Now you know
That I stood outside your window
Just a little too long.

What you`re gonna do
When the hours pass away
And you know that I`m gone.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
I`m six blocks over
And I don`t know what to say to you.

Jokin` `bout your mama
Went a little too far.
But you caught me
Out with the others
Till the early dawn.

There may be a time
If we played it right
I`m six blocks over
And you wanna spend a night with me.

Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or I`ll be saying
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.

Thinkin` back to
The way you`re holdin` me down,
I`d be better off dead.

Now you know
That the time is running out
Of the things we said.

Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,
I`m six blocks over
And I don`t know what to say to you.

Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or I`ll be saying
Bye bye bye bye ...