he use to send her flowers to apologise, to apologise he used to say how sorry he was and flash his smile, he\'d flash his smile and always she\'d forgive him \'cause he\'d mean it for a while and then he\'d send her flowers to apologise, to apologise
it wasn\'t that he meant her harm i realise, i realise it\'s just that life had taken him by surprise, by surprise at times he knew he\'d failed her at times he really tried when times were worst he did his best to compromise, to comprise
i told her once he\'d break her heart but that wasn\'t true, wasn\'t true \'cause broken things can be repaired and held onto, held onto but her heart had been shattered the pieces lay inside in fragments much to tiny to recognise, to recognise
i look now at the weariness that lies in his eyes, in his eyes and who an i to lay the blame or criticize, or criticize he\'s sorry that he\'s living he\'s sorry he\'s alive he\'s sorry of the need to apologise, to apologise
he\'s sorry of the need to apologise, to apologise
