Lesson For Life
Looking in the mirror
Tell me tell me what do you see
I see a star getting ready for the next movie scene
I let go of the day when I imagine
That life is a dream
And I've thought everything
It's not what it seems
It's all over, it's over
Along comes a heartache,
Just to make you stronger inside
Along comes a heartache,
Just to let you know you're alive
And that's a lesson for life
A lesson for life, life, life
A lesson
Though sometimes I'm awake
I still feel stuck in fantasy
So jealous of birds, the places
They've been and what they've seen
If I could fly, what would it be like
That life is a dream
And I've thought everything
It's not what it seems
It's all over, it's over
Along comes a heartache,
Just to make you stronger inside
Along comes a heartache,
Just to let you know you're alive
Why should I bother with reality
Rather pretend to live lavishly
I'll make a ship and swim the seven seas
If I wanna, until
Along comes a heartache,
Just to make you stronger inside
Along comes a heartache,
Just to let you know you're alive
Along comes a heartache,
Just to make you stronger inside
Along comes a heartache,
Just to let you know you're alive
Just another lesson for life
Just another lesson
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