So often
As I wait for sleep
I find myself reciting

The words I've
Or should have said
Like scene

That need rewriting

The smiles

I never answered
Doors perhaps
I should have opened

Songs forgotten
In the morning


I relived
The roles I played
The tears

I may have squandered
The many pipers
I have paid

Along the road
I wandered


Yet all the time
I knew it
Love was somewhere

Out there waiting
Thought I may regret
A kiss or two


If I had changed
A single day

What when to miss
Or when to stray
I may have never found

My way to you

If I had changed

A single day
What when to miss
Or when to stray

I may have never found
My way to you


I wouldn't change
A thing that happened
On my may to you