It's your life, so bask in it It's alright, to ask for it It's one night, so make it count We never get enough of what we dream about 'Cause every morning comes to fast And every perfect night becomes the past We will never be able to comprehend How lucky we are for our stories until they end There's no right or wrong to it Just try holding onto it It's your life, so make it count There's never more to lose than letting yourself doubt We never get enough of what we dream about 'Cause every morning comes to fast And every perfect night becomes the past We will never be able to comprehend How lucky we are for our stories until they end I've start to protocol I've let myself feel small It can't be safe but stuck in place I changed the where and when And circled back again And I do not intend to let a single second go and then The morning comes to fast And every perfect night becomes the past We will never be able to comprehend How lucky we are for our stories until they end