Ain't Gonna Happen
If you were the sunshine
I would stand in the rain
If you were a long day
I would sleep it away
If you were a love song
I'd hate to sing it
If you were the truth
I'd never believe it
Ain't gonna happen
As long as I'm breathing
As long as I'm walking on this earth
As long as it turns around
Ain't gonna happen not in this lifetime
Not in a million years will I ever take you back
Oh no, it ain't gonna happen
As long as I'm breathing
If you were a lesson
I would never learn it
If you were a hundred dollar bill
I would burn it
If you were a heart
I'm wanna break it
If you were a smile
Well I'd have to fake it
Ain't gonna happen
As long as I'm breathing
As long as I'm walking on this earth
As long as it turns around
Ain't gonna happen not in this lifetime
Not in a million years will I ever take you back
Oh no, it ain't gonna happen
As long as I'm breathing
If you were water I'd die thirsty
If you were a long bath I'd stay dirty
If you were a memory I'd never remember
If you were July, I'd be December
If you were my last wish, I wouldn't wish it
If you were my lost dong, I wouldn't miss it
If you were a good book I wouldn't read it
If you were chocolate, I wouldn't eat it
Ain't gonna happen
No va a suceder
Si fueras el sol
Yo estaría bajo la lluvia
Si fueras un día largo
Me lo pasaría durmiendo
Si fueras una canción de amor
Odiaría cantarla
Si fueras la verdad
Nunca la creería
No va a suceder
Mientras esté respirando
Mientras camine en esta tierra
Mientras todo siga girando
No va a suceder en esta vida
Ni en un millón de años te volveré a aceptar
Oh no, no va a suceder
Mientras esté respirando
Si fueras una lección
Nunca la aprendería
Si fueras un billete de cien dólares
Lo quemaría
Si fueras un corazón
Querría romperlo
Si fueras una sonrisa
Tendría que fingirla
No va a suceder
Mientras esté respirando
Mientras camine en esta tierra
Mientras todo siga girando
No va a suceder en esta vida
Ni en un millón de años te volveré a aceptar
Oh no, no va a suceder
Mientras esté respirando
Si fueras agua, moriría de sed
Si fueras un baño largo, me quedaría sucio
Si fueras un recuerdo, nunca lo recordaría
Si fueras julio, yo sería diciembre
Si fueras mi último deseo, no lo desearía
Si fueras mi perro perdido, no lo extrañaría
Si fueras un buen libro, no lo leería
Si fueras chocolate, no lo comería
No va a suceder
Escrita por: Rachel Proctor, Bruce Wallace