The Way We Lived - Wax Tailor, Sharon Jones

Now, wait a minute

Do you realize what you’re saying

Oh, I know what I’m saying

I’m lying here the bed’s white

Someone turns off the light

There in the dark I start to cry

It all comes back to me

The way we lived our lives

And all the things we never feared

We were not like all of them

We didn’t work we didn’t worry

All we had was money, money

All we ever had was fame and fun

When I look at me then

When I look at me now

I can understand the fall

But I’ll never know how

There in the dark I cry

It all comes back to me now

Whether it was by substance

Whether it was by car or

If I fell in the distance

Or if I thought a war

I cannot remember

If I was shot in the back

Or If I drowned in my bath

Now in this bed all day

Now in this bed all night

I still have my moment

When they bring me out

It is all that’s left now

Of this fearless mind

A blink of my eye and

Some times she smiles

This white angel over me

This angel touching me sometimes

The way we lived our lives

And all the things we never feared

There in the dark I cry

It all comes back