Do you live a life,
In a world that cuts you like a knife,
I do
Do you have a past,
That your future won’t out-last,
I do

Do you feel a certain sadness,
That gives you a sense of gladness,
I do
Do you regret so many things,
That have nothing left to bring,
I do

When you smile it say so much,
And you make your body too hot to touch,
You do
Your voice is of the sound of a singing bird,
And you lie without saying a word,
You do

You laugh and cry,
And live to die,
You do
You run and hide,
And drive to collide,
You do

When our ship comes sailin’ in,
And we don’t know where we’ve been,
You’ll shed away your sins,
And I’ll say with a grin,
“I do”