p.s. you rock my world





I was at a funeral the day i realised

I wanted to spend my life with you

Sitting down on the steps at the old post office

The flag was flying at half mast

And i was thinkin' 'bout how everyone was dying

And maybe it is time to live



I don't know where we're going

I don't know what we'll do



Walked into the thrif-tee

Saw the man with the hollow eyes

Who didn't give me all my change

But it didn't bother me this time

'cause i know i only got this moment

And it's good



I went to the gas station

Old woman honked her horn

Waiting for me to fix her car

I don't know where we're going

I don't know what we'll do



Laying in bed tonight i was thinking

And listening to all the dogs

And the sirens and the shots

And how the careful man tries to dodge the bullets

While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it is time to live


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