Sometimes I wonder what I would say if we had just one more day. Would I tell you the news from home? Ask you about where you now roam? Would I tell you all the things left unsaid? The guilt and regrets still in my head. Would I want to know that you're okay? Beg you please to come back and stay? Would I not say all that much? And just reach out for one last touch? I don't know what I would say. But I do sure wish for that one more day.