Bryan Adams:Win Some, Lose Some

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

What you 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 mother,
Went a little too far,
But you caught me,
Out with the others 'til the early dawn.

There may be a time,
If we played it right,
I'm six blocks over and you wouldn't spend the 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 on 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,
Well you win some - And you lose some,
You gotta get it right,
Or I'll be saying,
Bye bye bye bye bye,
Yeah I'll be sayin',
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.