Regrets Only

Lyrics
All your days become daydreams Burnt and hiding from sunbeams Ailing upstairs in your room Growing pale as the moon You won't draw your curtains back All your mirrors draped in black And your clothes become threadbare But you patch them up with care Sew your heart upon your sleeve Permanently you're bereaved You're in mourning for your youth All the things you didn't do Of all the sad words of time Poor of hand Saddest are these It might have been's Writing to a long lost friend Letters that you'll never send It's too late now to repent All that's left is to lamеnt Wallowing in cowardice Melancholy thoughts persist Laundry list of things you'vе missed It's no fun to reminisce Hang your head in sheer disgrace As the tears roll down your face Seems you'll always rue the day That you put your dreams away Once the sun begins to set It gets harder to forget All the things that you regret Pacing to and fro you fret Your sleepwalking side unseen Locked inside a waking dream All your days and nights you mourn You'll be forever forlorn Of all the sad words of time Poor of hand Saddest are these It might have been's
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Credits
- Writers
- Laura Darlington
- Alfred Darlington