There’s a lady in the late summer of her life
She’s watched her years roll by
She says I’ve had it all, I’ve gone and I’ve done
But there is so much left to try
Oh the rest of my days, I would give them away
To fill this emptiness, trapped in my soul
These trite works of man, they all break in my hands
I would die now to be whole
Coming alive, maybe for the first time
Gotta get this right, oh it may be the last time
All of this longing, all of this needing
All of these sleepless nights
Looking for meaning
Now this coming alive, oh,
Coming Alive
There’s a family man, least his name’s on the deed
They only know him in frames
He works late all week at his 9-to-9
On the weekends he watches the games
He says this screen is like life, it’s a field of play
And then he thinks of the fields of his own
As the tears hit his eyes, he lets go of the lies
The water is melting the stone
Coming alive, maybe for the first time
Gotta get this right, oh it may be the last time
All of this longing, all of this needing
All of these sleepless nights
Looking for meaning
Now this coming alive, oh,
Coming Alive
A man almost died and his life passed before him
He thought he’d measure his deeds
I’ve been a good man, I’ve lived a good life
Let’s see how the record reads
Under eternities glare, in that whitest of lights
His heart attacked him again
To the doctors surprise there was life in his eyes
And he came to a new man
Coming alive, maybe for the first time
Gotta get this right, oh it may be the last time
All of this longing, all of this needing
All of these sleepless nights
Looking for meaning
Now this coming alive, oh,
Coming Alive
