If I was told I had two years to live

I'd try to hand out all the love I could give

I'd try to make up all those years I missed

So when I died they didn't have to forgive

Every one of those horrible things that I did

And if I found out I had two months left

I'd gather my treasures in case of theft

I'd sit at my table and pay all my debts

Then my mom would cry and I'd sit there, depressed

Wishing back all those years that I hold in my chest

Well, if I had two weeks before I died

I'd write a few letters, at least I'd try

Scrawl a few words, then in my bed I'd lie

Dreaming of all the ways I could've flied

Wishing I got another chance at life

If I had two days before I was gone

I'd hold you too tight and sing one last song

Closing that gap and holding that bond

Then taking God's hand, let Him drag me along

Realizing my life wasn't really that long

And if there were only hours between me and death

I'd fall asleep and feel your breath

Pressed up against me, your warm neck

Sing me to sleep, at least try your best

My life flashes before my eyes, then I forget..