Music & lyrics by George Paolini

Lyrics

Another time, another race
A different place, a different pace
Things might have worked out between us

Proverbial shifts passing through the night
We missed the chance to unite
And all we can do now is wonder

Wonder what might have been
Wonder what could be
Wonder why the cosmic odds were against us
If you believe in that sort of thing
If you believe in that sort of thing

If I were kinder, you were colder
If I were wiser and you were bolder
All the what ifs going through my head

Chance is just a word they say
That kinda gets in the way
Of making some sense of it all

So I wonder what might have been
Wonder what could be
Wonder why the cosmic odds were against us
If you believe in that sort of thing
If you believe in that sort of thing