"So much time on my hands," so you say, "I've got nothing to do, it seems,"
So you fill up the gap with a nap, or some TV and magazines,
But nobody can say that tomorrow is for sure,
We only have today, and we ought to live that way.
If it were the last day of your life, would you be holding on to those little things that don't mean much when all is said and done?
If it were the last day of your life, would you have wasted it away?
He was angry, he said, "It's been so long since I've really talked to you; and I don't know what to say, but I feel like there's something there in the way,"
And all those memories of the love that they once had, they slowly fade away as the good turns into bad.
If it were the last day of your life, would you not wanna got to the ones you're holding back on, say you love then, let them know?
If it were the last day of your life, I think you'd live it differently,
If it were the last day of your life, would you settle for just staying where you are, not knowing what you're even fighting for?
If this were the last day of your life, I think you'd try to love again.
She had love, and it came from above; she was saved many years ago,
She was down to the last dime she had and she didn't know where to go, but as things turned around she forgot who brought here there,
God wants to use her life, but he can't: she doesn't care.
If it were the last day of your life, would you be looking through eyes to realise somebody's need and what they're going through?
If this were the last day of your life, would you have lived it differently?
Differently, differently,
If it were the last day.
