matrimony
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A man lies in bed,
Thinking of life,
And the name of that idea
Was the one of his wife.
He smiled as he picked up his pen,
Writing in his book,
And the way he stroked his pen
A man lies in bed,
Thinking of life,
And the name of that idea
Was the one of his wife.
He smiled as he picked up his pen,
Writing in his book,
And the way he stroked his pen
You are...
You are my crazy, my sane, my strength, my weakness
You are my law, my procalamtion, my truth, my forgiveness
You are my ride or die, my #1 fan, my soldier, my ally
See I often think with my head in the clouds
But my brains always in a bit of a drought
It is not that I'm lame or full of self doubt
I just always wonder what life is about
