I've been thinking about dying And how that's gonna be When my skin and bones give up the ghost And I finally feel my fragile soul And all I am falls into mystery I've been thinking about after And all the folks I wanna see My neighbor says that this is it My daughter says we live again Most the time I'm somewhere in between Don't the question beg an answer Don't the song beg a dancer Don't you dare Tell me that there Ain't more to this More to this I've been seeing this life different Ever since I let you go Fragile flowers in a field Sixty stories made of steel Birds above and business deals below And I've been thinking bout our lifetime Like I never have before A hundred years or a hundred days A hundred times no difference, babe Promise you I'd want a hundred more Don't the question beg an answer Don't the song beg a dancer Don't you dare Tell me that there Ain't more to this And don't our tears beg for laughter I promised I'd love you forever So don't you dare Tell me that there Ain't more to this There's more to this