It coulda been good 

it coulda been something special 

it may have had real potential 

it never could show 

It coulda been great 

it could been something alright 

but we never did keep it that tight 

so whaddya know? 

I get up at 5am I so don't need those dreams that I used to have 



It coulda been swell 

it coulda been off the hook now 

if we ever had what it took now 

I haven't a clue 

I think it's as well 

we may have been on the right track 

finding all the pieces we lack 

but what can you do? 

Now I see that these are cards we drew some time ago, so if you don't know: 



I can do it anywhere with anyone at anytime don't you forget 

this is my life and it's going to be good, don't you know 

not a promise or a threat or an ultimatum, though I can do that too 

I'm just telling you, I've got this life I've got to live 

I'm just following through 



I dishonor the past 

being so loose with my time 

I could stand accused of high crimes 

in the court of the dead 

and I could be next 

on a page about to turn soon 

so I'm movin' my ass at high noon 

you heard what I said 

I could say I hope I'm not misread, but that's all right 

I'm quite OK with losing that fight