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 thinkin' 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 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 cos 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