every night i'd stop for a moment
and give myself a lovely torment
i'd recall every moment with you
and i'll tell myself, "can we start anew?"
how did i let go of you?
why didn't i say "i love you too"?
can we pretend we're still okay,
and love each other 'til the end of the day?
boy, i only think of one thing tonight
and that is i hope we'd set things right
still i think that it is shameful
that i didn't try and ended up being regretful
