So often as I wait for sleep
I find myself reciting
The words I've said or should have said
Like scenes that need rewriting

The smiles I never answered
Doors perhaps I should have opened
Songs forgotten in the morning

I relive the roles I played
The tears I may have squandered
The many pipers I have paid
Along the road I've 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 went amiss or went astray
I may have never found my way to you

If I had changed a single day
What went amiss or went astray
I may have never found my way to you

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