Please let me speak of my only regret Let me speak of the girl that I'm sure you've all met A kind with the earth like a dream that you've had Terribly happy and wonderfully sad This dream got to know me when I was in school She made me look silly while I tried to act cool
She asked me to dance and I flatly refused For my perpetual fear of being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away So I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed
Devoid of a purpose, devoid of a place I muster my courage by the smile on her face I'm not used to people didn't know who they were It needed a reason so I'd do it all for her To pry for a meeting, how secretly I dreamed Song and dance to hide, how easily it screamed
She asked me to dance and I flatly refused For my perpetual fear of being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed
Soon I wound up in a rock and roll band A conquested number part of my total plan One night we played for many, but I played for one She'd not yet arrived and soon we'd be done We finished too early and another band was on My hopes for impressing this girl were gone
She asked me to dance and I flatly refused For my perpetual fear of being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed
She got there soon after and to my surprise She walked right up to me with those beautiful eyes She tried conversation, I tried to be bold I came off indifferent, my manner was cold I could see I was tired, perhaps unprepared But the truth of the matter, I was too damn scared
You see she asked me to dance and I flatly refused For my perpetual fear of being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed
In different directions our two lives have led And though not with her, but with thoughts in my head Regrets can be scary, they can choke like a noose But I also believe they can be put to good use So follow your views, but be sure that they're yours And try them out in real life, cause that's what they're for
She asked me to dance and I flatly refused My perpetual fear of being abused She brushed me once more, and I turned away But I can't help but wonder, to this very day
The next time the girl of your dreams asks to dance Put your dreams on the shelf and just give it a chanceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
