album: Live At Luther College (1999)
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Don't you ever wonder
Maybe if things had been slightly different
You could be somebody else
Don't you wonder maybe
If you took a left turn
Instead of taking a right
You could be somebody different
Don't you ever wonder 
Could have I been 
Don't you ever wonder 
Anyone, anyone 
Don't you ever wonder 
Well God, could I have been 
Don't you ever wonder 
Anyone, anyone, anyone 

Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionaire in Bel Air
Could I have been 
Lost somewhere at Red Rocks
Could I have been
Your little brother
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone

He stands, touch his hair, his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money
Could I have been anyone other than me

Twenty-three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me, then I

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

I am who I am, who I am well, who am I
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me
And then I'll

Sing and dance, I'll play for you tonight
And thrill at it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out, then I

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing Nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me

And then I'll sing and dance 
La la la la hey la la la la hey la la la la 
Sing and dance 
La la la la hey la la la la hey la la la la 
Sing and dance 
I'll play for you tonight 
The thrill at it all 
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes 
But I'll work it out then I 

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

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