Live in the Moment - Portugal. The Man

Written by：Ammar Malik/John Hill/Portugal. The Man

My home

Is a girl with eyes like wishing wells

I'm not alone

But I'm still lone lonely

When I was young

Always go below the midnight sun

Those days are done

But I'm still glowing

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

A lie oh well

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

With that soul to sell

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

My home

Is a girl who can't wait for time to tell

God only knows

We don't need history

When your family

Swinging from the branches of a tree

God only knows

We don't need ghost stories

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

A lie oh well

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

With that soul to sell

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

Oooh I can't believe it

Nothing's gonna comfort me now

Oooh I can't believe it

Nothing's gonna comfort me now

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

A lie oh well

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

Oooooh la la la la la

Let's live in the moment

Come back Sunday morning

With that soul to sell

When you're gone

Goodbye so long farewell

Oh my god I can't believe my eyes

Wake up everybody you know

Come and watch the garden grow

I'll see you when you get there

My god I can't believe my eyes

Wake up everybody you know

Come and watch the garden grow

I'll see you when you get there

I'll see you when you get there

I'll see you when you get there