| The word «If», just two tiny letters
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| Says so much for something so small
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| The biggest little word in existence;
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| Never answers, just questions us all
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| If regrets were gold, I’d be rich as a queen
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| If teardrops were diamonds, how my face would gleam
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| If I’d loved you better, I wouldn’t be lonely
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| If only, if only, if only
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| But looking back now I see clearly
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| With my twenty-twenty hindsight
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| Oh, but don’t think I haven’t paid dearly,
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| 'Cause you could be in my arms tonight
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| If regrets were gold, I’d be rich as a queen
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| If teardrops were diamonds, how my face would gleam
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| How I let you go, I swear is beyond me
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| But if only; |
| ah, if only; |
| oh, if only
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| I could start over, if I could go back
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| Have the power to change things
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| Then I would do that
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| But I listened to others like a fool,
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| Oh, shame on me
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| But if only you would just come back
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| If only, dare I even ask
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| Oh, if only |