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