I think of all the friends I have lost
and all the roads I could have crossed
and sigh an unforgiving sigh
at all the times I should have cried
and laughed and danced, shouted and sang
but that is not who I am
I'm sorry to those who I have hurt
Who consider me no more than dirt
but if I did it all again
I wouldn't change many things
I know what I want and who I am
I'm trying to be my own man
Yes, I'm sorry. I feel remorse
but not enough to change my course
You are you and I am me
and that is who I need to be