If I knew then, what I know now,
I hope I would behave
In such a different manner
As to not be sorrow’s slave.
Could I re-do those long hard months
I hope I’d see a little
Clearer than I did back then
Without my heart so bitter.
If I knew then, what I know now,
I’d do it all again.
But the only reason I know now,
Is that I did not know it then.