He use to send her flowers

To apologise, to apologise

He used to say how sorry he was

And flash his smile, he'd flash his smile

And always she'd forgive him

'Cause he'd mean it for a while

And then he'd send her flowers

To apologise, to apologise



It wasn't that he meant her harm

I realise, I realise

It's just that life had taken him

By surprise, by surprise

At times he knew he'd failed her

At times he really tried

When times were worst he did his best

To compromise, to comprise



I told her once he'd break her heart

But that wasn't true, wasn't true

'Cause broken things can be repaired

And held onto, held onto

But her heart had been shattered

The pieces lay inside

In fragments much TOO tiny

To recognise, to recognise



I look now at the weariness

That lies in his eyes, in his eyes

And who AM I to lay the blame

Or criticize, or criticize

He's sorry that he's living

He's sorry he's alive

He's sorry of the need

To apologise, to apologise



He's sorry of the need

To apologise, to apologise