My life

There's so many things that I'll never do.
Not 'cause I can't or don't want to,
but there is a limit and I almost reached mine.
I'm starting to worry but so far I'm fine.

There is a limit of love in my heart.
Sometimes it feels like I just start
discovering things so pure and so true,
but I never could love anyone more than you.

There is a limited luck in our lives.
How long do I dare to stare into Deaths eyes,
before he gives me his final touch
and there'll be one adrenalin kick too much?

There is a limit of time I can spend.
It is impossible to get some to rent.
How far away is that final smile,
that'll be on my lips the day that I die?