When I sit here and I look out to see this dying age
I am sorry for all I have said in the past…
Past battles and alliences I have broken
and for what?
To keep my daughter from marrying the man she loves…
I am sorry to have kept her so far away from HIM.
I am sorry she only wants HIM
And I am sorry for denying her what her heart desires
When I look out this window here, on this dying age of eld, I am sorry for many things