Living Life (Acoustic)
Living life
Seeing death
A summer breeze
And a winters breath
Maybe I didn't know my mum at all
She still rights to me and I put her card on the wall
Good people leave you behind
And bad people stay in your mind
So I'll write a song
About all the bad things, but
It'll take too long and I
I don't really want to
So I'll write a song about something I do
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
Maybe I love you
Maybe I don't
I write so many songs
And get a lump in the back of my throat
So I'll write a song
About all the bad things, but
It'll take too long and I
I don't really want to
So I'll write a song about something I do
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
Tell me mum
Do angles really fly?
I'm sorry mum
I've got tears in my eyes
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
For me
For me
For me
Seeing death
A summer breeze
And a winters breath
Maybe I didn't know my mum at all
She still rights to me and I put her card on the wall
Good people leave you behind
And bad people stay in your mind
So I'll write a song
About all the bad things, but
It'll take too long and I
I don't really want to
So I'll write a song about something I do
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
Maybe I love you
Maybe I don't
I write so many songs
And get a lump in the back of my throat
So I'll write a song
About all the bad things, but
It'll take too long and I
I don't really want to
So I'll write a song about something I do
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
Tell me mum
Do angles really fly?
I'm sorry mum
I've got tears in my eyes
Don't ask me how, but
I know it to be true
I'm not naive, I'm just
Trying to make it through all
The hard times
So I look to the sky and what do I see
So many beautiful things for me
For me
For me
For me
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Vel
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