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've playes
The tears I may have squandered
The many pipers I ave paid
Along the roads I've wandered
Yet all the time I knew it
Love was somewhere
Out there waiting
Though 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 way to you.