i wish i had a record of the promises you made

Perry Como

I wish I had a record
of the promises you made
so that I could play it back to you.
That record would remind you,
once, you said love wouldn t fade
and that you would never be untrue!
What happened to that cottage
of which we always spoke?
Was it just a pipe dream
that went up in smoke?
I wish I had a record
of how close you said we d be
so that I could play it back to you,
and maybe you d come back to me!

What happened to that cottage
of which we always spoke?
Was it just a pipe dream
that went up in smoke?
I wish I had a record
of how close you said we d be
so that I could play it back to you . . .
and maybe you d come back . . .
to me!