Turn Back the Clock

Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock
and return to an earlier day
Go back to the boats I managed to rock
in my careless, regrettable way
 
A thoughtless word can wound or worse
and I’ve uttered my share, to my shame
The weight of remorse is a constant curse
but I’ve only myself to blame  
 
This is my moment to make myself heard
I regret having caused any pain
I’ll say I am sorry and mean every word
then I’ll never be careless again