So often As I wait for sleep I find myself reciting The words I've Or should have said Like scene That need rewriting The smiles I never answered Doors perhaps I should have opened Songs forgotten In the morning I relived The roles I played The tears I may have squandered The many pipers I have paid Along the road I wandered Yet all the time I knew it Love was somewhere Out there waiting Thought I may regret A kiss or two If I had changed A single day What when to miss Or when to stray I may have never found My way to you If I had changed A single day What when to miss Or when to stray I may have never found My way to you I wouldn't change A thing that happened On my may to you