If the world ends tomorrow,
The end is so very near,
our short life flashes before us,
and replays our deepest fears.
That there won't be a tomorrow,
no more chances for our true love,
no more hope for happiness,
no more peace with white doves.
We might think that we've wasted time,
that we haven't taken chances,
and when it comes to the end,
we see You are all that really mattered.
We pick up our old photos,
reminisce on the good times,
remembering while thinking,
what did we do with our lives?
So if the world ends tomorrow,
and tomorrow is so near,
Are we happy with what you've done in life,
And do we regret most our tears?