You miss 100% of the chances you don’t take,
The friendships you don’t make,
The smiles that you never wear,
The lonely loving heart that you did break.
You’ll be sorry when it’s too late-
When the distance is far too great,
When I’ve stopped learning to care,
When I’ve grown too old to wait.
It’s closing over now as we speak,
You were far too shy and far too meek
And to the dance I will never go-
This is why to you, I never will speak.