Regret - The Blue Nile

Fire engines

Are winding back to start up again

Over the bridges

Where many people gather

Trying to reach the sea

It’s three-thirty, and I’m thinking of you

Regret

The church is empty now

Newspapers blowing onto the street

I read my downfall

And count the Coca-Cola signs

I’ll give up all my old ideas

It’s three-thirty, and I’m thinking of you

Regret

Though I’m standing still

I’m in a moving place

The wilderness is quiet

The wilderness

Fire engines

Are winding back to start up again

This is the window

That overlooks my better times

And I can’t let them go

And I can’t let them go

It’s three-thirty, and I’m thinking of you

Regret

Regret

Regret