One of these days you’ll be under the covers you’ll be under table and you’ll realize all of your days are numbered; all of one to one hundred. All of them millions. All of them trillions. So what are you gonna do with them all? You can not trade them in for mall. no
Chorus 1: Take every moment; you know that you own them. It’s all you can do, use what’s been given to
Give me a reason to fight the feeling that there’s nothing here for Cause none of its easy, I know it wasn’t meant to be. I know it’s all up to me x2. So what am I gonna with my time? oh
Chorus 2: Ill take every moment, I know that I own them. It’s all up you to do whatever you choose.
Chorus 3: Live like you’re dying and never stop trying. It’s all you do, use what’s been given to you.
All of moments you didn’t notice; gone in the blink of an eye. All of the you couldn’t feel no matter how you try. oh oh