Dirt stained hands
To becoming a better man
Work is slow
Time to remember all the days spent apart
From my drinking nights
I hold all our fruits tight
Time passed me by
I have no more reason to lie
Far from the day we met
To my days spent out here
Far from what I called home
Away from all that I know
I built my life with my regret
From the day we met
Long hours
Silent nights
How much time can I regret