I might have been a singer who sailed around the world
A gambler who wins millions and spent it all on girls
I might have been a poet who walked upon the moon
A scientist who’d tell the world I discovered something new
I might have loved a king and been the one to enter war
A criminal who drinks champagne and never could be caught
But among your books, among your clothes
Among the noise and fuss I've let it go
* I can't stop and catch my breath, and look no further, for happiness
And I will not turn again, cause my heart has found its home
Everyone I'll never meet and the friends I won’t now make
The adventures that they could’ve been and the risks I'll never take
But among your books, among your clothes Among your noise and fuss I've let it go
