Regrets

If I had nothing to link it to, I'd link it to this

But the curse of the past isn't something to dismiss

Every time that I sing it I'll think of that moment

That day that I pray again and over for atonement 

I'd change the name, make it rhyme, give it all meaning

And then I'd think of this when I'm singing 

But the fact that I'm typing this, I'll surely think of you

Because anyway, that's what every second of everyday I do