Something to Sing About

Buffy:
Life's a show and we all play our parts
And when the music starts,
We open up our hearts

It's all right if some things come out wrong.
We'll sing a happy song
And you can sing along.

Where's there's life, there's hope.
Everyday's a gift.
Wishes can come true.
Whistle while you work.
So hard
All day
To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world
Don't give me songs
Don't give me songs

Give me something to sing about.
I need something to sing about.

Life's a song you don't get to rehearse
And every single verse
Can make it that much worse

Still my friends
Don't know why I ignore
The million things or more
I should be dancing for

All the joy life sends.
Family and friends.
All the twists and bends
Knowing that it ends.
Well that
Depends-

On if they let you go
On if they know enough to know
That when you've bowed
You leave the crowd

There was no pain,
No fear, no doubt
Till they pulled me out of heaven

So that's my refrain.
I live in hell
Cause I've been expelled from heaven
I think I was in heaven

So give me something to sing about
Please give me something...

Spike:
Life's not a song.
Life isn't bliss.
Life is just this: it's living
You'll get along
The pain that you feel
You only can heal by living
You have to go on living.
So one of us is living.