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Kirsten Kirk
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She lives her life based on regrets
She takes the moment things might have been different
And holds them tight to her chest
She never lets go
No she'll never let go
He, he never looks back on past days
He takes his memories and locks them up
He can't relive those moments he felt ashamed
He can't get stuck
He thinks I'm stuck
And I'm in the middle thinking
What if I had stayed in Texas
What if I had raised my brothers
What if I worked harder in high school, turned out like my mother
What if I never came to Boston
What if I stayed in the closet
Would I have stayed as sane as I have managed, or
Would I have lost it, and
Would they still think of me like this
They will always be my biggest what if
The first time that I got a chance I hopped that plane
Now I'm singing out my window searching for something that feels like grace
I've been so lost
Will I be found
Is this home now
What if I had stayed in Texas
What if I had raised my brothers
What if I worked harder in high school, turned out like my mother
What if I never came to Boston
What if I stayed in the closet
Would I have stayed as sane as I have managed, or
Would I have lost it, and
Would they still think of me like this
They will always be my biggest what if
I haven't seen the stars in nights
So is it wrong that this place still feels so right
When I look into the sky and I see are high rises
I feel like a cowboy in this big city tonight
And for just one more moment I'll let the thoughts fly through my mind
What if I had stayed in Texas
What if I had raised my brothers
What if I worked harder in high school, turned out like my mother
What if I never came to Boston
What if I stayed in the closet
Would I have stayed as sane as I have managed, or
Would I have lost it, and
Would they still think of me like this
They will always be my biggest what if
Writer(s): Kirsten Kirk
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