this is just a photograph been staring at for years
tell me do you see me? do i disappear?
maybe i was wiser then, when i didn't know a thing
knowledge is a blessing, but you can keep the cursed thing
if i could do it over then i wouldn't change a thing
i wouldn't trade it all, i wouldn't make adjustments
even knowing i might fall
i wouldn't change the words, i told you i'd be true.
i wouldn't let you go, i promise that to you - i wouldn't change a thing.
now the worst is over but i wouldn't change at thing
i wouldn't change a thing, i wouldn't change a note
even though you've gone away, i can't let you go
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