Текст песни Dead Moon - Sorrows Forecast
Dead Moon - Sorrows Forecast слова песни
Oh, I coulda done somethingGone the extra mileTake the next stepInstead of looking at regretsI coulda been famousI coulda been richI coulda kissed the right assMade it in the pressAm I losing my touch, does it matter so much? Am I losing my grip, am I starting to slip? Yeah, I coulda made the right movesBeen a smooth pop singerMade my mother proudIf she could see me nowCoulda made the right contactsShook the right handsMade the >>in<< partiesPlayed in soft rock bandsYeah, I coulda learned to play the gamesI coulda got down on my kneesI coulda had a stage nameCoulda learned to say pleaseI coulda jumped on the wagonGod knows I had the chanceI coulda sold my soulJust to get it in advance