Sometimes we fall down and 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 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... gotta start lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it every second counts on a clock that's tickin' gotta live like we're dying We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to turn it all around or throw it all away we gotta tell 'em that we love 'em 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 goodbyes should be so careful who we live out our lives so when we long for absolution there'll no one on the line Yeah... gotta start lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it every second counts on a clock that's tickin' gotta live like we're dying
