This is just a photograph,
Been staring at for years.
Tell me do you see me,
Do I disappear?
Maybe I was wiser then,
When I didn't know a thing.
Knowledge is a blessing,
But you can keep the cursed thing.
If I could do it over then,
I wouldn't change a thing,
I wouldn't trade it all.
I wouldn't make adjustments,
Even knowing I might fall.
I wouldn't change the words,
I told you I'd be true.
I wouldn't let you go,
I promise that to you.
I wouldn't change a thing.
Maybe you'll remember it,
It was 1993.
I was barely speaking,
You weren't listening.
This is just a memory
Blurry like a dream,
I was in the corner,
Waiting in the wings.
Now the worst is over, but,
I wouldn't change a thing,
I wouldn't trade it all.
I wouldn't make adjustments,
Even knowing I might fall.
I wouldn't change the words,
I told you I'd be true.
I wouldn't let you go,
I promise that to you.
I wouldn't change a thing.
I wouldn't change a thing,
I wouldn't change a note,
Even though you've gone away,
I just can't let you go.
If I could do it over, then,
I wouldn't change a thing,
I wouldn't trade it all.
I wouldn't make adjustments,
Even knowing I might fall.
I wouldn't change the words,
I told you I'd be true.
I wouldn't let you go,
I promise that to you.
I wouldn't change a thing.
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