Life is through, an end to that leave An end to that leave, the summer's lifting Like in Saint Trope, the summer's lifting
(Pre-Chorus) Have you ever thought how long we'd be If we never ever went to Spain If we never knew how I liked the end If we never knew we were gonna die
(Chorus) No regret You'll see regret is still No regret You'll see regret is still No regret You'll see regret is still