It Must Be Nice
It must be nice. It must be nice indeed.
It must be nice to be able to sleep until when
It must be nice to do things on the whim,
But do you ever stop and think about them
Or wonder if they have all that they need,
Or all that they want, I do day and day out,
I manage to do it alone and yet I have much more.
I have the love you will never be able to endure.
It is so very nice....It is nice indeed...
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