Nights are long and lonely, living with regrets,
longing to take back hurtful things I've said.
Happy memories hidden deep within my heart
Becoming overshadowed with confusion and hurt.

Where did it go wrong? I'm not sure I know.
It wasn't just me, you too said hurtful words.
If we could take them back, I believe we would.
In each of our hearts we knew the other cared.

I believe you heard me as I softly cried and said
"I will always love you" I believe you understand.
If you could have spoken, you would have said
"I love you to, and I'll wait for you in Heaven
Where the flowers always bloom.
Each time you see a birdhouse I built just for you
And hear the birds sing, know I'm singing too."

There are no tears in Heaven, only happiness,
And all is forgiven, so I'll let go of each regret.
Each time I think of you, it will be with love
And even when I cry, I'll remember happy times.

Copyright ^© 2001 Reatha Crow