Birthday Present
by Corny Held
Someone offers you a life
And says: I won't tell you how long it'll be
It may be as long as a hundred years
It may be as short as an hour.
There are things we got no words for
Some things don't fit in a word
You ask him: What is life?
He says: It ain't time.
You ask how much it is
And he disappears.
There are things we got no words for
Some things don't fit in a word
And says: I won't tell you how long it'll be
It may be as long as a hundred years
It may be as short as an hour.
There are things we got no words for
Some things don't fit in a word
You ask him: What is life?
He says: It ain't time.
You ask how much it is
And he disappears.
There are things we got no words for
Some things don't fit in a word
