Another red light on a cold november day
i see the faces following close in a long headlight parade
to a resting place where tear-stained eyes say goodbye
i've been moving so fast i've forgotten where i'm going
i'm driving blind but beams of light have a beautiful way
of slowing you down sometimes
to catch your breath and take a second to
smile when you're not supposed to laugh
and cry when you're supposed to hold it back
and live like the sun is burning out of the sky
'cause tomorrow's too late so don't waste a day of this life
the long black car moves slow through the intersection
i take a left and i point my life in the opposite direction
i take a breath 'cause i can't help thinking
that the man in that lincoln is telling me to
smile when you're not supposed to laugh
and cry when you're supposed to hold it back
and live like the sun is burning out of the sky
'cause tomorrow's too late so don't waste a day of this life
so many souls are set on leaving for eden
but i will cherish this time here
yeah yeah
smile when you're not supposed to laugh
and cry when you're supposed to hold it back
and live like the sun is burning out of the sky
'cause tomorrow's too late there's no time to wait
so don't waste a day in this life
