Staring at the empty page before me All the years of wreckage run through my head Patterns of my live have thawed and torn me Revealing hurtful shame and deep lament Overwhelming sorrow now absorbs me As the pen begins to trace my darkest past Signs throughout my life that should have warned me Of all the wrongs I've done for which I must repent I once thought it better to regret Things that I have done, then haven't Sometimes you've got to be wrong Learn the hard way Sometimes you've got to be strong When you think it's too late Staring at the finished page before me All the damage now so clear and evident Thinking 'bout the dreaded task in store for me A bitter fear at the thought of my amends Hoping that the step will help restore me To face my past and ask for forgiveness Cleaning up my dirty side of this un-swept street Could this be the beginning of the end? I once thought it better to regret Things that I have done, then haven't Sometimes you've got to be wrong Learn the hard way Just when you're through hanging on You're saved