P.S. You Rock My World

I was at a funeral the day I realised
I wanted to pend my life with you
sitting down on the steps at the old post office
the flag was flying at half mast
and I was thinkin' 'bout how and maybe it is time to live

I don't know where we're going
I don't know what we'll do

walked into the thrif-tee
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 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 the careful man tries to dodge the bullets
while a happy man takes a walk

and maybe it is time to live