Verse 1

You waited too long by the old school gate,

Had the words in your jacket, let the moment escape.

She laughed with her friends, then the bus rolled away,

You watched your chance leave at the end of the day.

But regret is a lesson, not a lock on the door,

You can choose what you do with the day that comes forth.

No grand parade, no borrowed routine,

Just show up honest, say what you mean.

Pre-Chorus

One missed turn doesn’t map your whole road,

Take a breath, stand tall, let the truth be told.

Chorus

Make your move, let your heart be clear,

Say the words you were saving all year.

Bring her a book with a note tucked inside,

“I’m glad you’re here”—no need to hide.

If she says yes, let the good days begin,