So often as 
I wait for sleep 
I find myself reciting
The words 
I've said or should have said
Like scenes that need rewriting
The smiles 
I never answered
Doors perhaps 
I should have opened
Songs forgotten in the morning
I relived the roles 
I've played
The tears 
I may have squandered
The many pipers 
I have paid along the roads 
I wandered
Yet all the time 
I knew itLove was somewhere out there waiting
Though I may regret a kiss or two
If I had changed a single day
What went amiss or went astray
I may have never found my way to you