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...