I Have Lived

When I take a one-way ticket to the road of no return,

on a journey every man must make some day.

When it's time to meet the Father

and explains my sins away,

I will tell him, yes I'll tell him I have lived.

I have lived each single moment as a man of flesh and blood,

with my soul and all my senses open wide.

I have lived and tasted everything that called out to be tried

and afraid of either heaven or of hell,

never caring if I had a soul to sell.

I was no more optimistic than my fellow man would be,

I have always been an artist, not a saint.

Now the moonlights are dimming,

no more costumes, no more paint.

I admit that I was selfish, I have lived.

I have lived a life of running, after joy and happiness,

with a new dream always tearing at my heart.

Oh my Lord, I should have thought of my salvation at the start,

but on Earth so many mornings I was told,

you would take a sinner back into the fall.

If my reasons seem too fragile and my words have no effect

and forgiveness is the one thing I must win,

I'll explain my live and show you all I am and all I've been

and I'll say for my defence that I have lived.

I have lived with soul on fire, with desire in my skin,

in the name of all the women I have known.

I have worshipped every shrine of love and if I must at all,

I'll be ready then to kneel and pay the price,

for the yesterdays I spent in Paradise.

I have lived my life.