If I could do, that I would say,
If all I said were true,
I could have better luck today,
But Lord that's up to you.
And if my way's as straight as light
That goes from the sun,
I could have been out of sight
For you and anyone.
I took a longer way to skies,
The moon was on my way,
But I preferred to see sunrise
Though it would be some day.
The goal's obscured, far away,
Regret is just behind -
Step back, step forward -
Other day, that's all I keep in mind.
Confession
© Copyright: Евгений Сковородников, 2016
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