it's wut we go through everday,
none of us live it the same way,
some take it all for granted,
like their feet will always stay planted,
you wonder what it's for, and what to do,
you sit and ask yourself will my dreams ever come true,


CHORUSx2: it's just this little thing, this little thing they call life, takes u thorugh all joy and strife, it's called life

well mine is like a little ship, in a raging storm,
at any point it may just tip,
through all melancholy,
and any diversity,
it's wut you go through everyday,
after death will you ever think about it the same way?

CHORUSx2:
it's just this little thing, this little thing they call life, takes u thorugh all joy and strife, it's called life

just think about what it would be like without you here,
i don't know about you, but that gives me much fear,
now that i've asked my self this question,
its your turn, what would you do,
if this gift of life,
was pulled right from under you?