George Michael - Fantasy

One day you say you love me The next you tell me you don't One day you say you will And the next you tell me you won't Hey little baby There ain't much point in hanging around (Yea). One day you make me feel like your love is in my hands One day you say you'll stay The next you're changing your plans Hey little baby Ain't much point in hanging around (Yea). Cause' if you ain't got time for me I'll find another Fantasy. It is kind of funny that you think that I am the boy to make you cry I can make you happy If only for a while Little baby I can give you all the loving that your heart desires If you ain't got time for me I'll find another Fantasy. It could be the price of love Could the price of hate What am I guilty of Why do you make me wait So long I don't know your intentions. Look to the sky's above I am in the hands of fate Push till it gets to shove I have got to know for heavens sake Is this love or invention Baby can't you see I'll find another Fantasy. You hang around with people who are sure to make you cry I can make you happy if only for a while Little baby oh, oh little baby I can give you all the lovin' that your heart desires If you ain't got time for me I'll find another Fantasy. You take someone's heart And you kick it around Keep on picking it up So you can watch it come down I don't know what I am suppose to do Why I wait for you to make up your mind Would you please be so kind When you know what to do I'll be in the next room But if you make it to late I may be in the next day Hmm...