There’s nothing I regret
My tears have dried
But nothing I could forget
Oh I've tried
Will loving always be a crime?

There’s nothing I miss more
Than a light heart
Does healing truly
Take a lifetime?
Will loving always be a crime?

That November was the hardest
Thought I’d die
Was never enough
But too much and I
Just wanted you to see me
Maybe, maybe in the next life

I was standing on the rocks
At the water side
My dad called me
I had become the pain I tried to hide
Didn’t want to believe him
Tho I knew he was right

So I took the last train
Going nowhere
Breaking down piece by piece
To begin again
To become someone
Oh, someone, someone new

Oh, forgiving is a from of art
How could I ever not blame you
Or me and become someone
Oh, someone, someone new

I fell a apart
I went too far
I couldn’t carry it all
Couldn’t carry it all
I got lost
In your mind
But I made it
Out

There’s nothing I regret
My tears have dried
Just wanna forget
God, I’ve tried
Will loving always be a crime?
There’s nothing I miss more than a light heart
Guess healing truly
Takes a lifetime
But will loving ever be sublime?