| Every night When I go to lay my head in my bed I find that I'm already there There I am laying under the covers Asleep But it isn't really me No it's the me I could of been It's the me that exists If I had made the right choices that day If I had put down the doughnut and picked up a apple If I had turned off that mind numbing reality show and picked up a novel If I had not dwelled on my faults and remembered the things that make me great He looks a lot like me. The only real difference He is smiling |