Yes, I regret the words I never said to you Not because they were unspoken, but in my heart I have made little attempt to cease these daydreams They are something like my coffees in the park Loved as they are dark I lay my head on someone new, and feel my heart sink As I fail to recreate some sort of spark I cast a smile with no return, and start to miss you Like I miss my mornings spent in Meadowlark Loved as they were dark To say rehabilitate sounds so drastic And to say I've moved along sounds all too harsh Though these lies will go untold, I still feel an impostor Like the spiders stowed away on Noah's Ark Loved as they were dark