Numenorean
Regret
Maybe I was six or maybe five or threeEating Popsicle's on my grandpa's kneeWatching football on his big TVThinkin' I can do that, how hard can that be?Then I heard the ice cream man driving down my streetI had to go outside before he drove by meSaw that big white truck and all of that ice creamAnd I thought to myself, I though to myselfWish I could be anything I want to beWanna be a fireman, wanna be an astronautWanna sail the sea just like a sailor, but it's not the end of the worldSo baby don't get upset it's just a little regret, I'm a big boy nowWearin' big boy clothes, drivin' down my streetIn my rodeo, workin' the same old sceneTryin' to make a go if you call me on my cell, we'll do lunch sometimeI feel just like an Edsel but you learn from your mistakes
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