Does life go on? I guess
Now that you're gone? Well, yes
After a fashion, I suppose
But there's no passion, nothing grows
The ones I've met, so-so
Make me forget? Hell no
And it's so boring here on the ground
After the soaring, we were soaring
And I wish I could fall in love
I wish someone would break my heart
Even if I could cry
At least that would be a start
I'm not one of the chosen
I'm just one of the frozen few
Is there breath after breath?
Is there life after death?
Is there love after you?
Am I perplexed? I swear
What happens next? Don't care
I can't deny that I still hope
But though I try that, I don't buy that
And I wish I could fall in love
I wish someone would break my heart
Even if I could cry
At least that would be a start
But I still have a question
That I don't know the answer to
Is there breath after breath?
Is there life after death?
Is there love after you?
Is there breath after breath?
Is there life after death?
Is there love after you?