The Vastness of Life
Should I change who I am, should I tell a different story?
Change my name, change my age will that draw you back to me?
There's a ghost in my empty house memories, the memories
A myth of ourselves that we told ourselves forever
Forever, never
I told you the story of myself that i
thought you wanted to hear, wanted to hear
That way you never had the chance to reject me for who i really am
Reject me as I am
(Who would I be)
Who would I be if you loved me when you really knew me?
After all these years
Can I face myself? (who I am, who I am)
Don't reject me for who I am, don't reject me for who I am
(Who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am)
So tired of knowing every answer
Another day just like the one before (one before, one before)
Nothing left to chance,
no circumstance for the unknown, a fear of uncertainty
Fists up, frightened, fighting in vain
Now that my house has burned to the ground
I can more easily see the moon
The most beautiful moments remain mysterious
Spontaneous, dangerous, forever unclear to us
Show me your life, show me how you've loved
Tell me your secrets, tell me how you've lived
Now that my house has burned to the ground
I can more easily see the moon
Drifting somewhere lost at sea
Baking under a radiant sun
What we once argued about seems so trivial
Politics, religion, love, our problems all inconsequential
Drifting half a billion miles from
the sun (billion miles from the sun)
It's cold and empty,
everything I should have done (I should have done)
The vastness of life, so little of it touched
Time, always time, rushing by
Death waits, we're not immortal
Death waits, we're not immortal
If only
If only I could live a little more
If only you would whisper into my ear
Life will pass us in an instant
And what have I done with mine?
Change my name, change my age will that draw you back to me?
There's a ghost in my empty house memories, the memories
A myth of ourselves that we told ourselves forever
Forever, never
I told you the story of myself that i
thought you wanted to hear, wanted to hear
That way you never had the chance to reject me for who i really am
Reject me as I am
(Who would I be)
Who would I be if you loved me when you really knew me?
After all these years
Can I face myself? (who I am, who I am)
Don't reject me for who I am, don't reject me for who I am
(Who I am, who I am, who I am, who I am)
So tired of knowing every answer
Another day just like the one before (one before, one before)
Nothing left to chance,
no circumstance for the unknown, a fear of uncertainty
Fists up, frightened, fighting in vain
Now that my house has burned to the ground
I can more easily see the moon
The most beautiful moments remain mysterious
Spontaneous, dangerous, forever unclear to us
Show me your life, show me how you've loved
Tell me your secrets, tell me how you've lived
Now that my house has burned to the ground
I can more easily see the moon
Drifting somewhere lost at sea
Baking under a radiant sun
What we once argued about seems so trivial
Politics, religion, love, our problems all inconsequential
Drifting half a billion miles from
the sun (billion miles from the sun)
It's cold and empty,
everything I should have done (I should have done)
The vastness of life, so little of it touched
Time, always time, rushing by
Death waits, we're not immortal
Death waits, we're not immortal
If only
If only I could live a little more
If only you would whisper into my ear
Life will pass us in an instant
And what have I done with mine?
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Writer(s): Sam E Rosenthal
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