You want everything to be just fine
Like the stories you read but never write
You have to learn to live
And live and learn
Without being afraid of getting burned
Learn to have some fun in the sun
And take a swim on the western rim
You have to be willing to fly if you want to have it all
And you have to be willing to fall
Sometimes you take, sometimes you give
But most of all, you have to live
You can’t be willing to die
Without first having your piece of the pie
You can write your name on the sidewalk
But the rain will come and wash it off
But if you write it in wet cement
Maybe people a long time from now will come and know just what you meant:
A different ending to this fairytale
And the sunset into which you sail