So often as I wait for sleep I find myself reciting   The words I've said or should have said   Like scenes that need rewriting      The smiles I never answered   Doors perhaps I should have opened   Songs forgotten in the morning      I relived the roles I've played   The tears I may have squandered   The many pipers I have paid along the roads I wandered      Yet all the time I knew it   Love was somewhere out there waiting   Though I may regret a kiss or two      If I had changed a single day   What went amiss or went astray   I may have never found my way to you