ohh yeah yeah
sometimes we fall down can’t get back up
we’re hiding behind skin that’s too tough
how come we don’t say i love you enough
till it’s to late it’s not too late
our hearts are hungry for a food that won’t come
and we could make a feast from these crumbs
and we’re all staring down the barrel of a gun
so if your life flashed before you
what would you wish you would’ve done
yeah we gotta start
looking at the hands of the time we’ve been given
if this is all we got then we gotta start thinking
if every second counts on a clock that’s ticking
gotta live like we’re dying
we only got 86400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away
gotta tell them that we love them while we got the chance to say
gotta live like we’re dying
and if your plane fell out of the skies
who would you call with your last goodbye
should be so careful who we let fall out our lives
’cause when we long for absolution
there’ll no one on the line yeah
yeah we gotta start
looking at the hands of the time we’ve been given
if this is all we got then we gotta start thinking
if every second counts on a clock that’s ticking
gotta live like we’re dying
we only got 86400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away
gotta tell them that we love them while we got the chance to say
gotta live like we’re dying
like we’re dying oh like we’re dying
like we’re dying oh like we’re dying
yeah we gotta start
looking at the hands of the time we’ve been given
if this is all we got then we gotta start thinking
if every second counts on a clock that’s ticking
gotta live like we’re dying
yeah mmm
you never know a good thing till it’s gone
you never see a crash till it’s head on
why do we think we’re right when we’re dead wrong
you never know a good thing till it’s gone
yeah we gotta start
looking at the hands of the time we’ve been given
if this is all we got then we gotta start thinking
if every second counts on a clock that’s ticking
gotta live like we’re dying
we only got 86400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away
gotta tell them that we love them while we got the chance to say
gotta live like we’re dying
like we’re dying oh like we’re dying
like we’re dying oh like we’re dying
we only got 86400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away
gotta tell them that we love them while we got the chance to say
gotta live like we’re dying
Artist: Kris Allen
Year: 2009
Decade: 00s
Language: en
Word Count: 278