All alone as I'm sitting here
We've crossed the final bridge...
Regretting the past
Often will also make you...
A thunderstorm wakes
Beneath cloudy skies...
You remind me of the morning
Of when the sun would rise...
Wind blowing through trees
The instruments of nature...
I close my eyes to try to sleep
But even with counting sheep...
Regrets of the past
Are revised in the future...
A cold wind that was blowing
On a clear blue Autumn day...
I waited for you
Until the sun would shine...
He started off low
But his ambitions were high...
Life is more than reminders
With which we made a note...
To that person who drove, so careless today
Who missed me by inches and didn't give way...