Woulda Coulda Shoulda

Monday morning quarter backs
Are Tuesday’s memory
Only hit a thousand for a day
Not so many fish to catch
If you can’t see the sea
I think I let the big one get away
Hesitated way too long
To pull the trigger now you’re gone
Woulda been wonder and it
Coulda been thunder
You could see the lightning hanging low
Shoulda been heaven rolling
Seven eleven
But my luck ran out the dice were cold
Looked to Nostradamus for
An answer from the past
But there was no solution to my plight
Somehow DoubtingThomas
Doesn’t seem the one to ask
Guess I’ll be spending lonely nights
There is no one left to call
Only breath to break the fall