Beth:
Somewhere there's a world where you and I are man and wife,
We have a child - or three
And it's just fine with me to love that life
And somewhere there's a world where from the first we never met,
We never spoke or kissed
We don't know what we missed or don't know yet
And I didn't go to Vassar, but to Smith, or Yale, or Brown
I ended up in Boston or some small Alaska town
To practice law, or neuter cats, or fish the Bering Sea
Those lives are lived somewhere by some other me
Some other me is homeless
Some other me is queen
Some other me has seen things that no other me has seen
If I met her, I would ask her that one question we both fear:
"Some other me, how'd we end up here?"
Lucas:
Somewhere there's a me who never loved that other you
Who liked you fine I guess as buddies more or less
And that would do
And somewhere there's a you who simply worshiped other me
And we were wild, and hot, and all the things we're not
And we were free
And somewhere I'm the president with plans that never fail
And somewhere I'm a rebel king
And somewhere I'm in jail
I didn't chase my glory days long after they were done
I found myself a woman or a man and had a son
Some other me is a rock star
Some other me's still cool
Some other me does not feel like some tired old fool
And you and I are strangers, or we're lovers, or we're not
The other me's live with what they've got
Beth:
Look down each road left untaken
Lucas:
Trace every turn and twist
Beth:
The lives that we just let go by
Lucas:
The dreams we might have missed
Together:
Now we're old enough to know that
One road ends where one begins
The moment where the "what might be's"
Turn into "might have been's"
Beth:
Somewhere there's a world where you and I can still be friends
Not like we were - not yet
We forgive but don't forget
No happy ends,
But friends
Somewhere there's a world where you and I are man and wife,
We have a child - or three
And it's just fine with me to love that life
And somewhere there's a world where from the first we never met,
We never spoke or kissed
We don't know what we missed or don't know yet
And I didn't go to Vassar, but to Smith, or Yale, or Brown
I ended up in Boston or some small Alaska town
To practice law, or neuter cats, or fish the Bering Sea
Those lives are lived somewhere by some other me
Some other me is homeless
Some other me is queen
Some other me has seen things that no other me has seen
If I met her, I would ask her that one question we both fear:
"Some other me, how'd we end up here?"
Lucas:
Somewhere there's a me who never loved that other you
Who liked you fine I guess as buddies more or less
And that would do
And somewhere there's a you who simply worshiped other me
And we were wild, and hot, and all the things we're not
And we were free
And somewhere I'm the president with plans that never fail
And somewhere I'm a rebel king
And somewhere I'm in jail
I didn't chase my glory days long after they were done
I found myself a woman or a man and had a son
Some other me is a rock star
Some other me's still cool
Some other me does not feel like some tired old fool
And you and I are strangers, or we're lovers, or we're not
The other me's live with what they've got
Beth:
Look down each road left untaken
Lucas:
Trace every turn and twist
Beth:
The lives that we just let go by
Lucas:
The dreams we might have missed
Together:
Now we're old enough to know that
One road ends where one begins
The moment where the "what might be's"
Turn into "might have been's"
Beth:
Somewhere there's a world where you and I can still be friends
Not like we were - not yet
We forgive but don't forget
No happy ends,
But friends
