Regret

Maybe Ive forgotten the name and the address

Of everyone Ive ever known

Its nothing I regret

Save it for another day

Its the school exam and the kids have run away

I would like a place I could call my own

Have a conversation on the telephone

Wake up every day that would be a start

I would not complain of my wounded heart

I was upset you see

Almost all the time

You used to be a stranger

Now you are mine

I wouldnt even trust you

Ive not got much to give

Were dealing in the limits

And we dont know who with

You may think that Im out of hand

That Im naive, Ill understand

On this occasion, its not true

Look at me, Im not you

I would like a place I could call my own

Have a conversation on the telephone

Wake up every day that would be a start

I would not complain of my wounded heart

I was a short fuse

Burning all the time

You were a complete stranger

Now you are mine

I would like a place I could call my own

Have a conversation on the telephone

Wake up every day that would be a start

I would not complain about my wounded heart

Just wait till tomorrow

I guess thats what they all say

Just before they fall apart