I
seem, seem to be forgotten. Seven weeks since I last spoke to you and
said all right, all right. Now I´m so, I´m so tired.
Sorry that we said goodbye, we didn´t even stop to wonder why, oh
no. So much time to clear our views but we threw it all away.
So much time to make a change. But it´s too late now,
do do do do... For small regrets. I seem, seem to be forsaken. Left
with my stupidity, how could you ever put the
blame on me. I try, not to be reminded. All the words
I never said, the thoughts that just got stuck inside my head. So
reserved in many ways and we never dared to see So resigned and oh so
strained. But it´s too late now, do do do do... For small regrets.
So afraid to have my say but it´s not because of you. So far from
being real. But it´s too late, do do do do... It´s too late,
do do do... For small regrets. Regrets
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