| In the dead of night, I’m held in a gaze
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| My heart has a habit of shedding light on my numerous mistakes
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| And they wear me down allied with the ghosts of pain that keep me awake
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| Oh, the past can paralyze if you ponder the paths you didn’t take
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| With the chance to go back and amend every grievance
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| How could I resist preventing my demons
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| From ever existing and making a mess
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| Of the life that I could have had
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| Would I return to you
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| To the love I knew
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| Or would I have undone
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| All the good that gives misery meaning
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| And where could you have gone
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| The only right I had wronged
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| Lost in the chapters we changed
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| Oh, despite all my skeletons, I see
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| All is as all should be
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| Still it’s hard not to imagine
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| How different our lives would be if given the chance
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| To fix every failure, to rewrite the canon
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| What character would I be if my conscience was clean
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| What would become of me
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| Would I return to you
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| To the love I knew
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| Or would I have undone
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| All the good that gives misery meaning
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| And where could you have gone
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| The only right I had wronged
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| Lost in the chapters we changed
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| Oh, despite all my skeletons, you see me
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| With the chance to go back and amend every grievance
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| How could I resist preventing my demons
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| From ever existing and making a mess
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| Of the life that I could have had
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| Would I return to you
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| To the love I knew
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| Or would I have undone
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| All the good that gives misery meaning
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| And where could you have gone
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| The only right I had wronged
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| Lost in the chapters we changed
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| Oh, despite all my skeletons, I see
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| All is as all should be |