You don't know the chance passed us by.
Gone as quickly as the blink of an eye.
Some times I wonder about the choices I have made.
And the decisions that will follow me to the grave.
Younger years I said I had no regrets.
But time has a way of making one rethink things they would rather forget.
I never meant to do no harm.
It was just our way of life way out there on that farm.
Wish I was back there with the sun upon my face.
Living a life where there is no rat race.
But when I hear your voice on the other end of the phone.
It reminds me of the reason I am gone.
You don't know but the chance passed us by.
Gone as quick as a blink of the eye.
You want be one regret I will take with me when I die.
Could never chance our friendship on just a try.