Gotta Love It Songtext
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Gotta Love It Songtext
Sailing through a sea of hearts, in a lonely world
Can leave a lot to be desired
And all the trouble on the way
Can make heaven look like it′s the only fire, but
Here we are for better or worse (help me understand)
Is living here a gift or curse? (Tell me, Solomon)
Don't you think if Job returned (he could laugh again?)
And say what George Bailey learned, it′s still a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we're given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Bet the angels envy us, when we fall in love
Or look into a baby's eyes
And wonder, would they like the chance
To be one of us and give up paradise
But the cynical do not agree (it′s illogical)
The pain outweighs the ecstasy (but it′s ironical)
Something lies within the soul (beyond the optical)
The children of all ages know, It's such a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we′re given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Here we are for better or worse (help me understand)
Is living here a gift or curse? (Tell me, Solomon)
Don't you think if Job returned (he could laugh again?)
And say what George Bailey learned, it′s still a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we're given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Yeah, you gotta love it, oh, yeah
Come on and sing it, yeah
Gotta love it, gotta live it, oh, yeah
Gotta love it, gotta live it, alright
Gotta love it, live it, love it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we′re given
Try to savor every moment under heaven, oh, yeah
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah-yeah-yeah, woah
Can leave a lot to be desired
And all the trouble on the way
Can make heaven look like it′s the only fire, but
Here we are for better or worse (help me understand)
Is living here a gift or curse? (Tell me, Solomon)
Don't you think if Job returned (he could laugh again?)
And say what George Bailey learned, it′s still a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we're given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Bet the angels envy us, when we fall in love
Or look into a baby's eyes
And wonder, would they like the chance
To be one of us and give up paradise
But the cynical do not agree (it′s illogical)
The pain outweighs the ecstasy (but it′s ironical)
Something lies within the soul (beyond the optical)
The children of all ages know, It's such a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we′re given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Here we are for better or worse (help me understand)
Is living here a gift or curse? (Tell me, Solomon)
Don't you think if Job returned (he could laugh again?)
And say what George Bailey learned, it′s still a wonderful life
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, so try
Try to savor every moment under heaven
Gotta love it (alright) Gotta live it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we're given
And take the bigger picture in
You simply gotta love it
Yeah, you gotta love it, oh, yeah
Come on and sing it, yeah
Gotta love it, gotta live it, oh, yeah
Gotta love it, gotta live it, alright
Gotta love it, live it, love it, oh, yeah
Learn to make the most of all the days we′re given
Try to savor every moment under heaven, oh, yeah
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah-yeah-yeah, woah
Writer(s): Billy Sprague, Mark Heimermann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com