I want to start life over,
press rewind- and take the weight off my shoulders
I want to take and eraser to all the drawings that make up my life
But what is etched in stone will never leave,
no matter how determined the mind
I'm sure we all have regrets,
We all long for do-overs, second chances, and relief from the burden of secrets
Plans never follow the plan...
We don't always walk on solid ground
but often times on soft grains of sand.
We shake, tremble, and shiver
and over time our hurt gets bigger
So I ask myself, why then, do I still hurt more than the others?
Or is their hurt just more well-covered?
Is there a reason for these regrets, these sorrows, these people I blame?
Perhaps it's life, the way it goes...
Whatever card you draw
Sometimes you get struck with the short straw
But maybe I deserve to be happy too
I deserve that genuine smile
Maybe I'll have a good day every once in a while
But what I want, what I deeply desire is to start over, to tell these negative voices that they're liars
The one thing I want is the one thing I'll never have, the chance to let go of the things I can't take back.