I think about you often, but I don't know what to do,
'Cause I don't have the courage or I don't have the strength to make it up to you,
It's a solitary part I'm playing,
Born an actor, but what a foolish line I am so fond of saying: "I've no regrets,"
But if I could do anything again, anything at all, I would never let time take you so far away.
I've got a picture of you in '62, with a baby on your knee,
These faces are familiar; they remind me of my loss,
I am a refugee,
Now everybody listens to me,
I keep waiting for the day when they'll all see right through me and my "No regrets,"
If I could be anyone again, anywhere at all, I would be that child in your arms.
I got a woman now who loves me,
I got the pink slip for my car, yeah,
I got a little place, and the rent is cheap,
I got a band who plays my songs,
Life's not so hard...but, in the rearview mirror, a bridge is burning,
And now I've wasted another year,
The hardest thing I'm learning about my regrets is: though I cannot do anything again, anything at all, today I could have...I should have made that call,
I should've made that call.
