Coulda called you up
Shoulda woke myself up in the middle of the night
Woulda flown to ya
If I knew youd be checkin out now
Coulda stayed back
Shoulda told New York "something else I gotta style tonight"
Woulda sent you off right
Queen Black and White
If I knew it'd be our last night now
12 hours now
Not to bring up the weather
But it's snow and rain all day
At the old stomping ground
Coulda been there
Shoulda been there
Woulda been there
And I know you'd understand
Still I can't stand it
I gambled
I traveled back
Straddled land and you're gone
Oh the plane to the job I landed played the one with wolves dancing
Was gonna tell you bout it
Was gonna tell you bout it all
Coulda asked 1 more time
Should I stick around in case
Woulda slept better crouched on the couch at your place
Woulda turned around without a damn suitcase
Woulda bottled up the air we fly in
1 more brief supply of oxygen