Lyrics Regrets Only - The Long Lost

Regrets Only

All your days become daydreams
Burnt and hiding from sunbeams
Ailing upstairs in your room
Growing pale as the moon
You won’t draw your curtains back
All your mirrors draped in black
And your clothes become threadbare
But you patch them up with care
Sew your heart upon your sleeve
Permanently you’re bereathed
You’re in mourning for your youth
All the things you didn’t do
Of all the sad words of time
Poor of hand
Saddest are these
It might have been’s
Writing to a long lost friend
Letters that you’ll never send
It’s too late now to repent
All that’s left is to lamnt
Wallowing in cowardice
Melancholy thoughts persist
Laundry list of things you’v missed
It’s no fun to reminisce
Hang your head in sheer disgrace
As the tears roll down your face
Seems you’ll always rue the day
That you put your dreams away
Once the sun begins to set
It gets harder to forget
All the things that you regret
Pacing to and fro you fret
You’re sleepwalking side unseen
Locked inside a waking dream
All your days and nights you mourn
You’ll be forever forlorn
Of all the sad words of time
Poor of hand
Saddest are these
It might have been’s