My silly ways, shooting here and there like a pinball, 
I didn’t stop to reason what effect my actions would have,
I didn’t stop to think.

Sometimes I just go out there, thinking I’m so clever,
Now I’m full of regret, wanting to turn the clock back,
But I lost the key.

I never wanted this to happen – to damage us, 
Now my size fives have crushed our rose underfoot,
And I don’t know what to do.

Even as I write, I want to reach out to you, to say sorry,
There are no excuses, I ain’t gonna lie,
All I want to do now is sit down and cry.

Perhaps in time, you will know that I could never hurt you,
If I had my time again, my hand would wither,
Before I did what I did.

This is to say sorry for the grey cloud that darkened your day,
And to make the sun shine on us again,
Because we are special.