Créditos
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Scibilia
Songwriter
Letra
I've been thinking about dying
And how that's gonna be
My skin and bones give up the ghost
And I finally feel my fragile soul
And all I am falls into mystery
I've been thinking about after
And all the folks I wanna see
My neighbor says that this is it
My daughter says we live again
Most the time I'm somewhere in-between
Don't the question beg an answer?
Don't the song beg a dancer?
Don't you dare
Tell me that there
Ain't more to this
More to this
I've been seeing this life different
Ever since I let you go
Fragile flowers in a field
Sixty stories made of steel
Birds above and business deals below
And I've been thinking 'bout our lifetime
Like I never have before
A hundred years or a hundred days
Hundred times, no difference, babe
Promise you I'd want a hundred more
Don't the question beg an answer?
Don't the song beg a dancer?
Don't you dare
Tell me that there
Ain't more to this
And don't our tears beg for laughter?
I promised I'd love you forever
Don't you dare
Tell me that there
Ain't more to this
There's more to this
Written by: Marc Scibilia