Regrets by Style Over Substance
He's leading the race, the path of destruction.
At least not in his eyes tomorrows gone,
Tomorrow is not dawning a new day and he knows it's true.
Remember the time, the good times, the bad times, please don't go.
Home's not far away, Home's not far away.
Here we are now, our broken dreams are all washed out.
Memories of yesterday have passed us by.
Feeling Alone, Feeling Regret, Get thoses feelings off my chest.
Tomorrow's a new day.
Feeling Alone, Feelin Regrets.