P.s. you rock my world

I was at a funeral the day I realised I wanted to spend my life with you Sitting down on the steps at the old post office The flag was flying at half-mast And I was thinkin' 'bout how everyone is dying And maybe its time to live I don't know, where we're going I don't know what we'll do Walked into the Thrif-tee Saw a man with the hollow eyes who didn't give me all my change But it didn't bother me this time 'cause I know I've only got this moment And it's good I went to the gas station Old woman honked her horn Waiting for me to fix her car I don't know, where we're going I don't know what we'll do Laying in bed tonight Im was thinking and listening to all the dogs and the sirens and the shots And how a careful man tries to dodge the bullets While a happy man takes a walk And maybe it's time to live