The Life We Could Have Had

Tell me this isn't true

Is this really the end?

And as all the leaves rustle above us

And as all the dirt covers our skin

Rest your head onto my chest

I'll tell you stories of the life we could have had

We danced bare-footed in the grass

We read big heavy books and we would smile

Our only drug was love

And boy did we get high of how we smoked each other up

And as all the leaves rustle above us

And as all the dark covers our skin

Rest your head onto my chest

I'll tell you stories of the life we could have had

My love my one true friend

Is this really the end?

We worked hard and we made lots of money

And when we had enough to be happy we gave the rest away

We didn't complain much, we were good with what we had

How we were happy

And as all the leaves rustle above us

And as all the cold buries our bones

Rest your head onto my chest

I'll tell you stories of the life we could have had

We traveled to lands and then we owned

Found ourselves a boat and sailed into the Sun

How we were happy

In the life we could have had

Rest your head onto my chest

I'll tell you stories of the dream we could have lived

Of the places we could have seen

Of the things we could have done

Of the people we could have been

Now if every word is a whisper

And if every sound is a song

And as all the leaves rustle above us

There's no moving on

This is the end