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