I could've had a house
I could've moved to San Francisco
I could've had some kids
I could've wrote a million songs
I could've had a wife
I would've taken a big risk though
That could've been some life
You can't tell me that I'm wrong
I never really understood
That line of poetry
Because in the end
We all die
There were two roads
Instrumental
When you get gray hair
And two hundred thousand miles
And you start to think
That the warranty's all gone
Baby, just take care
'Cause the forest, it is wild
But then so are you
You can be both right and wrong
I never really understood
That line of poetry
Because in the end
We all die
There were two roads
There were two roads
And I took them
There were two roads
And I took them
There were two roads
And I took them both
And I took them both
And I took them both
And I took them both
