| Life is filled with many chances
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| Some you took, and you some you blew
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| Your path in life can turn ever so quickly
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| On everthing you say
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| And change with everything you do
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| I know that was then
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| There’s nothing I can do about what might have been
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| Would’a, should’a, could’a done this and that
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| Don’t wanna live life with another regret
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| Would’a, should’a, could’a made another choice
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| I can see more the older I get
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| Would’a, should’a, could’a said something more
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| But it’s too late — there’s a knock at the door
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| Would’a, should’a, could’a won’t change a thing
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| The here and now is waiting
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| Would’a, should’a, could’a right now
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| We dig our pit, we make our bed
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| That’s where we fall and where we lay
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| But we still have a shot to make things better
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| 'Cause it ain’t over yet
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| And we can get it right today
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| We can make the right choice
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| You know it’s easy when you hear God’s voice
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| I want to live my life not only thinking of the past
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| The future tells me that my life has not been cast
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| I want to say «I will, I did» instead of could or should
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| Gonna believe in the promise «It's all good» |