Everybody Wants Forever

Chasing a feeling money can't keep.
Buying tomorrow, losing today,
Counting our blessings while counting our days.
Maybe the truth is painfully clear: heaven begins when love is sincere.
Not in the clouds, not after the fall,
But in the way we hold each other now.
I'm not afraid of heaven.
I'm afraid of leaving unfinished love.
I'm afraid of the words I never said,
The hands I never held, the life I never lived.