Lyrics: Abigail Sinclair/Callum Mountford
Music: Abigail Sinclair/Callum Mountford
Typical Monday,
Wreckage of Sunday and its gone
Look at your blues just fade to grey
You spent so long trying to find this
And now you don't know how to get away
Oh what a life you could've led
All of those things that you just left unsaid
Now it just hurts my aching head
To think about all of the things you could've been,
To think about all of the things you could've been.
Oh, I don't know how to tell you,
But everything you know and love is gone
'Cause they went one way and you went the other
Now you don't know what is going on
Oh what a life you could've led
All of those things that you just left unsaid
Now it just hurts my aching head
To think about all of the things you could've been,
To think about all of the things you could've been.
One step forward,
Then two steps back
You'll keep on cheating just to avoid the trap
But that won't get them back
No, you can't get them back
Oh what a life you could've led
All of those things that you just left unsaid
Now it just hurts my aching head
To think about all of the things you could've been,
To think about all of the things you could've been.