regrets

I sit and get to thinking
What i'd do if you died tomorrow,
or more what I'd regret not saying or doing.

Tell me,
Hvae you said all there is to say?
Now you've pushed me away
Can you tell me you wont regret it?
Tell me is this for the best?
Have you got everything off your chest?

I know you,
I can finish your sentences,
I can start your sentences,
I can read your mind
and say what your thinking
And I know there's so much you need to sort out
But I know you'd have regrets.

Would you want it ended on bad terms.
What are you afraid of, catching germs?
I'm not dead yet.
But who knows what tomorrow brings.