On My Way to You

So often as I wait for sleep

I find myself reciting

The words I've or should have said

Like scenes that need rewriting

The smiles I never answered

Doors perhaps I should have opened

Songs forgotten in the morning

I relive the roles I've played

The tears I may have squandered

The many pipers I have paid

Along the roads I've wandered

Yet all the time I knew it

Love was somewhere out there waiting

Though I may regret a kiss or two

If I had changed a single day

What went amiss or went astray

I may have never found my way to you

If I had changed a single day

What went amiss or went astray

I may have never found my way to you

I wouldn't change a thing that happened

On my way to you...