If you live long enough
You start to think about a list
Of what you would do differently
The chances that you would take
The grand ceilings you would break
The love and life that you would make
I know two or three
You keep your eye on
In case you are free
You keep your eye on, on
All the people passing by
I wander how they live their lives
And think of one outside of mine
I imagine and I envy all of their discoveries
Their simple plain complexities
And I know two or three
You keep your eye on
In case they are free
You keep your eye on, on
You and I both know
(You and I both)
Though it's hard to say
The last is the love that got away