Regret

Maybe I've forgotten the name and the addressOf everyone I've ever knownIt's nothing I regretSave it for another dayIt's the school exam and the kids have run away

I would like a place I could call my ownHave a conversation on the telephoneWake up every day that would be a startI would not complain of my wounded heart

I was upset you seeAlmost all the timeYou used to be a strangerNow you are mine

I wouldn't even trust youI've not got much to giveWe're dealing in the limitsAnd we don't know who withYou may think that I'm out of handThat I'm naive, I'll understandOn this occasion, it's not trueLook at me, I'm not you

I would like a place I could call my ownHave a conversation on the telephoneWake up every day that would be a startI would not complain of my wounded heart

I was a short fuseBurning all the timeYou were a complete strangerNow you are mine

I would like a place I could call my ownHave a conversation on the telephoneWake up every day that would be a startI would not complain about my wounded heart

Just wait till tomorrowI guess that's what they all sayJust before they fall apart