I wish I could take back our very first meeting
Wash the memories from the walls and try again
For in my mind I cannot help keep repeating
That I did not make the best impression then.
If I could redo things, I would ask you questions
And you’d do the talking ’cause I have nothing to tell
I wouldn’t tell you how I feel, or how I go through hell
I wish I could take back every word I have spoken
And analyze them with my over-critical gaze
For fear that I have been stupid and broken
And have miscommunicated all my days
And I would rather be mute and never have spoken at all
Then live with this fear that drives me up the walls
So take, take back my life, oh mother time
And rewind me back to those first moments
When I lived in that worry-less world so sublime