Anywhere But Regret

It was folly and it was new,
I opened my car door to you
and as I drove we laughed and both separately hoped
the night didn't lead to regret.

The word of a friend
was all I had to go on
but I never got that feeling in my gut
the one that has always been dead on
when a man who could hurt me
came into my view

I led you up the stairs,
and I listened to you.
Sometimes you struggled for words but felt you always spoke true.
 I led you to my room
and your hands told me even more about what kind of man there was in you.

And the night led to anywhere but regret.