Knowing that we've passed this now and you have moved on But I'm still hoping you still think of me Too late, I'm always too late Hear her say: Please, just get over it Hear her cry: Henning, get over me Oh, my dear Hold my hand? Waiting for, what I'm waiting for is you Knowing that my chance won't come again I keep blaming myself for how you used to feel But I'm still hoping you still care for me Too late, i'm always too late Hear her say: Please, just get over it Hear her say: Henning, get over me Oh, my dear Hold my hand? No.