Sometimes

Sometimes in my life
A stranger passes by
That I’d stop to stare
Though I’m not aware
That makes a change
Which often seems to amaze

Sometimes in a day
When thing won’t go my way
I think back
To what I now lack
I think of days gone by
Which now lay far behind

Sometimes in my dreams
I think of what could have been
I think of what I would change
To have things go my way
And sometimes I do weep
For our love that could have been