Wait up, don’t you close your eyes
Breathe life little flower
You’ve got 20 T-cells left to burn
Please choose life with its sweet and sour

Don’t sing your last lullaby
I don’t think it is time

We’re all going to die
But we’re all not meant to die young
We’re all going to die
But we’re all not meant to die young

Wait up, don’t you close your eyes
Love has been hidden in the shadow
You’ve got the rope already tied around your neck
One voice whispers life through your sorrow

Don’t sing your last lullaby
I don’t think it is time

We’re all going to die
But we’re all not meant to die young
We’re all going to die
But we’re all not meant to die young

This is not your lullaby
Don’t go to sleep
Not yet

We’re all going to die
But we’re all not meant to die young
Wait for the sunrise
Cause we’re all not meant to die young

Written by Blindside / ©2005 DRT Entertainment, Inc.

Behind the Song:
'This song was an attempt to tie together what I saw in South Africa, where young men & women are dying and what we have seen in Europe and America, where young men and women are also dying. The fight for life is with different enemies. This was based on two different people - Yemkela, a boy we met in South Africa and a friend in the States. One fighting a battle with AIDS and the other fighting depression - in both continents people are dying unnecessarily young.' - Christian Lindskog (Blindside)