Regrets/Reflections

Sometimes, like now, I'm thinking, of the fact that I'm here
Things I have cut in my life, my bad ways and my hair
I'm focused like I've never experienced before
Wish I had taken this path 'bout seven years before

I wish that I'd never met you,
But sometimes I'm glad that I did
I'm sorry that I'd hurt you
And for all of my sinful deeds
I'm glad that I never see you
But sometimes I wish I do
But what could I even tell you
It's best, me, you walk through

Feels like I'm living underwater
Pulling myself out the gutter
Past my regrets that I'd hurt her
Could have had some sons or daughters
Made a lot of wrong decisions
Mind lost in so much confusion
Was so hard for all to reason
It's all done, it's a new season

So I'm moving on now with my life
Without whom I'd thought'd be my wife
My eyes are clear, my soul feels strong
And alone I'm moving along
I've wasted time on my regrets
I've only time now to reflect
In interludes while I progress
You're distant memory growing less

If I were to be asked if I don't love you
If I were to be asked if I still love you
If I were on the spot, told to answer honestly
Then I would tell them that my answer would be...

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)