
My Regret
I wish I would've said
I love you
I wish that I could have the chance to
Make up for all those wasted years
The bitter nights and the lonely tears
I wish I would've said I love you
Maybe you would say it to me, too
Maybe then our love would grow
Maybe, but it's now too late to know
You said the thing that
hurt me most and I could not forget
I'm sad, 'cause now you're gone, and I am left with my regret
Back then it all seemed justified, but now it seems a waste...
I wish I would've said
I love you
I wish that I could have the chance to
Make up for all those wasted years
The bitter nights and the lonely tears
I wish I would've said I love you
Maybe you would say it to me, too
Maybe then our love would grow
Maybe, but it's now too late to know
I had a million second
chances that I let slip by
Too bad the well of opportunity has just run dry
And now those words seem easy, they echo in my mind...
I wish I would've said
I love you
I wish that I could have the chance to
Make up for all those wasted years
The bitter nights and the lonely tears
I wish I would've said I love you
Maybe you would say it to me, too
Maybe then our love would grow
Maybe, but it's now too late to know
Too late to know
It's too late to know
But how was I to know?
Words and Music by Karl
Kohlhase
© 2000 karl kohlhase
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STORY BEHIND THIS SONG...
(Read Luke 17:4; Ephesians 4:31-32)
"Let all bitterness and wrath and anger...be put
away from you...forgiving each other, just as God in Christ
also has forgiven you."
My 5th grade teacher, Mr. Yapel, was a
serious, down-to-business kind of guy. I was a goof off.
Consequently I don't remember much that Mr. Yapel ever said.
But one day he said something that I will never forget.
Very uncharacteristically, he stopped
his lesson one day and told us to give him our undivided
attention. He proceeded to tell us that we never know how
long we have to spend with the people we care about, so
we should tell them, while we have the time, that we love
them. If we should ever miss the chance, we would live a
life of regret afterwards.
I don't know if Mr. Yapel had just lost
someone near to him or why he shared that little sermonette
that day. But I am glad he did.
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