Music & Lyrics: John Popper



Please let me speak of my only regret

Let me speak of the girl that I'm sure you've all met

A kind with the earth like a dream that you've had

Terribly happy and wonderfully sad

This dream got to know me when I was in school

She made me look silly while I tried to act cool



She asked me to dance and I flatly refused

For my perpetual fear of being abused

She brushed me once more, and I turned away

So I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed



Devoid of a purpose, devoid of a place

I muster my courage by the smile on her face

I'm not used to people didn't know who they were

It needed a reason so I'd do it all for her

To pry for a meeting, how secretly I dreamed

Song and dance to hide, how easily it screamed



She asked me to dance and I flatly refused

For my perpetual fear of being abused

She brushed me once more, and I turned away

But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed



Soon I wound up in a rock and roll band

A conquested number part of my total plan

One night we played for many, but I played for one

She'd not yet arrived and soon we'd be done

We finished too early and another band was on

My hopes for impressing this girl were gone



She asked me to dance and I flatly refused

For my perpetual fear of being abused

She brushed me once more, and I turned away

But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed



She got there soon after and to my surprise

She walked right up to me with those beautiful eyes

She tried conversation, I tried to be bold

I came off indifferent, my manner was cold

I could see I was tired, perhaps unprepared

But the truth of the matter, I was too damn scared



You see she asked me to dance and I flatly refused

For my perpetual fear of being abused

She brushed me once more, and I turned away

But I can't help but wonder, what if I'd stayed



In different directions our two lives have led

And though not with her, but with thoughts in my head

Regrets can be scary, they can choke like a noose

But I also believe they can be put to good use

So follow your views, but be sure that they're yours

And try them out in real life, cause that's what they're for



She asked me to dance and I flatly refused

My perpetual fear of being abused

She brushed me once more, and I turned away

But I can't help but wonder, to this very day



The next time the girl of your dreams asks to dance

Put your dreams on the shelf and just give it a chance