Might Have Been in Austin

There’s a girl waiting for me in Austin, she knows I’m coming through today
She’s waiting to see if I’ll stop by, waits to see what I have to say
There’s a strong wind blowing in Austin, strange for this time of year
So I’ll wonder if it’s not a message of sorts, something that should hear
A message I’m suppose to hear
My head says I keep on blowing, my heart says you’re out of you’re mind
Enough’s enough, you’re only just so tough you need to learn how to read the signs
Of a road that’s a going nowhere, just a leading you around the bend
To where another bend awaits again just like every other time, just like every other time
As a poet and a dreamer, part time as a fool
You can’t ignore the unexplored, you can’t live with what might have been
Well there’s a might have been in Austin, and though it hasn’t happened yet
It’s more a question of when this time, and less a question of if, yeah it’s less a question of if..
Well, thoughs might have been’s and thoughs then again’s can sure push and pull and can tear you
And the hinting winds and thoughs hidden bends can sure leave your compass a mess
But if the to and fro ever let’s you go, the shock would surely kill you
So you just move on, because it’s all you’ve ever known
There’s a might have been in Austin, and though it hasn’t happened yet
It’s more a question of when this time, and less a question of if, yeah it’s less a question of if..