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 live

I don't know where we're going

I don't know what we'll do

Walked in to the Thriftee

Saw the man with the hollow eyes

Who didn't give me all my change

But it didn't bother 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 dodge the bullets

While a happy man takes a walk

And maybe it's time to live