Life

Wave my hands...wave your hands...
It feels good to wave your hands...
Wave 'em to the sky...
Wave 'em in the sky and away
It don't matter what you give to her
It does not matter what a set from he is
It's nothing matters except for the soul
Nothing matters that we ain't gonna have to grow old
It doesn't matter whether we're someday gonna die
'Cause we were there and we had a good time