Regrets? I've had a few but the chance is, if I changed them, I wouldn't be with you.
Country, acoustic folk, folk-rock, indie pop.
One man band - a wide range of acoustic based country, pop and folk crossover music.
Story behind the song
A collaboration between Dai Crowther, South of Nottingham, England & Cheryl Moon North of Nashville, Tennessee.
The story behind the song is simple... I am... who, what and where I am and because you are with me I wouldn't change a thing.
Lyrics
I Wouldn’t Be This
1.
Sometimes I wonder ‘bout the image in the mirror
Caught up in a moment of who the hell I am
It starts a speculation; that leads me to a notion
And it’s no use me pretending that I couldn’t give a damn
Pre-Chorus:
No, no, no – don’t tell me not to go there
Yeah, yeah, yeah - you've heard it all before
But this time I feel I’m getting closer
Closer to the truth and that’s for sure
Chorus:
I wouldn’t be this - if I hadn’t done that
If I’d walked a different road - if I’d worn a different hat
If every little hit, became a little miss
I might have been that - but I wouldn’t be this
2.
A list of choices and a hazy map of crossroads
Paths that I have taken, that lead to where I stand
No time for explanations, regrets or consolations
Please accept my resignation for a life I never planned
Pre-Chorus:
No, no, no – don’t tell me not to go there
Yeah, yeah, yeah - you've heard it all before
But this time I feel I’m getting closer
Closer to the truth and that’s for sure
Chorus:
I wouldn’t be this - if I hadn’t done that
If I’d walked a different road - if I’d worn a different hat
If every little hit, became a little miss
I might have been that - but I wouldn’t be this
Bridge:
I’ve had my share of pain and heartache
I’ve also had my share of joy and love
Pain and joy might fade but the choices I have made
Suits me fine and fit me like a glove
Pre-Chorus:
No, no, no – don’t tell me not to go there
Yeah, yeah, yeah - you've heard it all before
But this time I feel I’m getting closer
Closer to the truth and that’s for sure
Chorus:
I wouldn’t be this - if I hadn’t done that
If I’d walked a different road - if I’d worn a different hat
If every little hit, became a little miss
I might have been that - but I wouldn’t be this
