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