More songs by Ed Sheeran
Description
Assistant Mix Engineer Mixer: Bryce Bordone
Guitar, Vocals: Ed Sheeran
Producer: Ed Sheeran
Ghatam: Ganesh Murali
Tambourine: Ganesh Murali
Engineer: Graham Archer
Unknown: Graham Archer
Drums, Keyboards, Programmer: ILYA
Producer: ILYA
Unknown: ILYA
Engineer: Ilya Salmanzadeh
Backing Vocals: Ilya Salmanzadeh
Bells, Djembe, Shaker, Tambourine: Jayesh Kathak
Guiro Percussion: Jayesh Kathak
Keyboards: Johnny McDaid
Producer: Johnny McDaid
Backing Vocals: Johnny McDaid
Assistant Engineer: Nick Rose
Bansuri Flute: Rohan Sonawani
Producer: Savan Kotecha
Programmer: Savan Kotecha
Backing Vocals: Savan Kotecha
Mixer: Serban Ghenea
Masterer: Stuart Hawkes
Composer: Dave
Composer: Ed Sheeran
Composer: Ilya Salmanzadeh
Composer: Jo Caleb
Composer: Johnny McDaid
Composer: Savan Kotecha
Lyrics and translation
Original
Regrets
Regrets
I moved the glass to my lips, took a sip and sighed
Why does it feel like our life's on a slip and slide?
Kids, they add stress, work ain't working the best
But that ain't the explanation why this love is a mess
I guess priorities are prioritized over time
And the only moments we spend are sleeping side by side
Morning breaks, same old nags and complaints
I'm just trying to drink my coffee
If we engage, then we'll be late
I push it down to avoid a situation
But all it does is come out in the public places
Can't be as open when they recognise our faces
If they think it's heated, I guess that's an understatement
But it used to be alive, be electric, burning bright
There's a spark left in the embers, find some gasoline tonight
Shut the world down, put the past behind
See the mountain, got so far to climb
Is all that's left for you and I
Regrets
I'm not saying it's all in my head
But I can't help thinking what's next
When tomorrow is all we got left
Confessing regrets
Why's there distance when we're right here?
Is the anger just proof we care?
A love in war is not fair
Confessing regrets
You're too young to understand that daddy's coming home
Every time I leave the house, you think I'm forever gone
Guess it's from the hundred calls goodnights on the telephone
See, this tour I got to get it done, but why though?
Always said I'd pause work as soon as you came
Without structure I just slipped into depression again
This is just one of the things that I could never explain each and every day
Rolling the dice, forever caught in the game
Still uprooting you both until the sickness started
Missed appointments ripped apart
Aimed to be the best dad here, but missed the mark
Breaking both you and your sister's heart and your mother's too
I see the wood for the trees 'cause there's no other truth
I gotta stop putting work so far in front of you
'Cause there is so much more love that a man can lose
Trying to get back what I've lost
Sitting here and all I've got is
Regrets
I'm not saying it's all in my head
But I can't help thinking what's next
When tomorrow is all we got left
Confessing regrets
Why's there distance when we're right here?
Is the anger just proof we care?
A love in war's not fair
Confessing regrets
Three generations of women in my life
They keep me stood
I know that I don't keep in touch with your mum as much as I should
I know that you got your battles the same as me
DNA in us, we feel so much shame in us
What we offer ain't enough
These thoughts get dangerous
One way that the pain can stop
Hope and pray that both my little girls, they ain't the same as us
Missed out on so much, I really need to make it up
Take you on a plane and just, you know?
I wish there was more one on one and you didn't share your son
I wish you didn't have to move away, but that sort of thing comes
When your identity shifts from being Mum and Imogen
To having my stage name in front when you talk to anyone
My mind's all in a rut
I'm unsure if it will stop
If you reach out and think that I'm ignoring you, I'm not
I'm just lost in my head
Wish I could pause the world and then
I'd talk it out with you and say, "Mum, I'm here again with"
Regrets
I'm not saying it's all in my head
But I can't help thinking what's next
When tomorrow's all we got left
Confessing regrets
Why's there distance when we're right here?
Is the anger just proof we care?
A love in war's not fair
Confessing regrets
Regrets
Regrets