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...