What Could Have Been

Nighttime daydream, Gatsby, Daisy
 Stuck in this chapter based on a fantasy
 But like Marilyn and the spotlight
 A love affair, not right
 We all should have known she was writing a tragedy
 So tell me how does it feel to sleep in somebody else's arms?
 To have the chance to heal somebody else's scars
 Have you ever thought about just where the hell I went
 Ever wondered what could have been?
 Sinatra, my way, James Dean on the highway
 Some things go to sleep but they never die
 Love is a gamble, sometimes a candle
 The same fire that warmed you burns you alive
 So tell me how does it feel to sleep in somebody else's arms?
 To have the chance to heal somebody else's scars
 Have you ever thought about just where the hell I went
 Ever wondered what could have been?
 You know I would have done it all just to get you to stay here
 But no one prepared me for the fall, living a real life Shakespeare
 But it's like someone ripped out the end
 Made up of letters that I can't send
 Now we're just a what could have been
 So tell me how does it feel to sleep in somebody else's arms?
 To have the chance to heal somebody else's scars
 Have you ever thought about just where the hell I went
 Have you ever wondered what could have been?