If all those wrongs that can be committed, if I avoid all the ones that can be avoided,
I should have enough time to repent.
If I didn’t tell the whole truth,
That small storm would have been over with a smile.
In the face of love, who can still be selfish?
Muddling along is the best way to be.
It’s all my fault.
I shouldn’t have been silent when I should have said something, shouldn’t have been weak when I should have been strong.
If I didn’t think that I could let go, letting us be miserable,
But the you then and the me now, if we start over
If that day
I said everything that should be said, didn’t insist on things that should be understood,
If that day I didn’t let my emotions guide me, what would you have done?
So many ifs, maybe if I
Too bad there are no ifs, there are only consequences.
If I understood earlier that whimsical you,
Or if we met a little later, a more mature me.
But
It’s all my fault.
I shouldn’t have been silent when I should have said something, shouldn’t have been weak when I should have been strong.
If I didn’t think that I could let go, letting us be miserable,
But the you then and the me now, if we start over
If that day
I said everything that should be said, didn’t insist on things that should be understood,
If that day I didn’t let my emotions guide me, what would you have done?
So many ifs, maybe if I
Too bad there are no ifs, there is no you and me.
All my fault.
I shouldn’t have been silent when I should have said something, shouldn’t have been weak when I should have been strong.
If I didn’t think that I could let go, letting us be miserable,
But the you then and the me now, if we start over
If that day
I said everything that should be said, didn’t insist on things that should be understood,
If that day I didn’t let my emotions guide me, what would you have done?
So many ifs, maybe if I
Too bad there are no ifs, there are only consequences.
Too bad there are no ifs