that's life.

that's life, that's what they all say.
you're full of life in April,
shot down in May.
but you bet I'm gonna play that tune,
when I've got a new lease of life in June.

that's life, strange as it seems.
some people get their kicks,
jumpin' on dreams;
but I don't allow it to get me down,
'cause this ol' world continues turning around.

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pilot,
a policeman, a pawn and a king.
I've been up and over and in and out
and I know a few things:
every time I find myself down on my face,
I pull myself up and get back in the race.

That's life, I can't deny it,
I thought of giving up,
but my head just won't buy it.
if I didn't think it was worth a try,
I'd roll up in a corner and cry.