Regrets

Kenny Rankin sadly sang on the radio early this morning –

I have regrets
Regrets for my mistake in thinking only of myself
All that I have left are these regrets
Regret the things I did that somehow you just can't forgive
I guess I'll have to live with these regrets…

A song after, Daryl Hall screams over to John Oates’ guitar –

Sometimes I forget what I’m doing
I don’t forget what I want
Regret what I’ve done
Regret you?
I couldn’t go on…

And just before I got off from the car, Rupert Holmes, though hurting, calmly sang –

Him, him, him, what's she gonna do about him?
She's gonna have to do without him,
Or do without me, me, me,
No one gets to get it for free,
Time for me to make the girl see,
It's me or it's him…

What’s with all these mushy songs anyway? I could not relate (or rather refuse to relate?) to what they’ve been heartily expressing.

I’m reminded of Rupert Holmes and so I search for his songs in youtube. I found “Let’s Go Crazy Tonight” and it goes –

Life can be too much you see
We all need insanity
You’re off the hook when you’re off the wall
You got to say, the hell with them all

C’mon let’s get crazy tonight
No time to worry if we’re wrong or we’re right
Caught up with people we’ve never met
Ooh, Sunday morning, we’ll forgive and forget

Before the dawn begins to shine it’s hazy blue light
Let’s get crazy tonight…

Last week, I finally did something I didn’t want to regret. It’s either they “go crazy” over it or I “go crazy” for not doing it. It may come out futile (God forbid!) or worthwhile, whatever. What’s important is, I’m happy I finally did it.

Now I can relate.