Moments

I sit back and I stare in your eyes 
Wish I could bridge this space that divides 
We keep searching for the how and the why 
I keep thinking and I'm starting to cry 
Baby, you and I, we were born to die 
That's why we ought to make the most of tonight 
  
I ain't perfect and neither are you 
We could talk until our faces turn blue 
There's no telling what good it would do 
All I see is the moments we lose 
  
We have an opportunity each of these days 
We bunch it up and we throw it away 
Then we wonder why things are this way 
We work for tomorrow but we live in today 
  
It's not that I want to give up 
It's not that I think things are just good enough 
It's that this life, it's rough and it's tough 
If we wanted, we could brighten it up 
  
We could make the most of each moment 
And we still wouldn't know which way this was going 
But any moment this could come to an end 
And how would either of us look back on it then? 
  
You can say that I'm scratching the surface 
That I wanna gloss over all that has cursed us 
But ask yourself what is the purpose? 
And ask yourself what a moment is worth