P.S. You Rock My World

I was at a funeral the day i realized
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 thinking’bout how
everyone is dying
And maybe it’s time to lie
I don’t know where we’re going
I don’t know what we’ll do Walked in to the Thrif-tee
Saw the man with the hollow eyes
who didn’t give me all my change
But it didn’t me this time
'cause I know I’ve 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 a careful man tries
to didge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk
And maybe it’s time to live