Love Life
These days are coming to a slow and successful end
But all I need in love life is that true friends
Who can understand and respect me for who I am
Who can care and love me for who I am
I'm always on the run and living from place to place
I don't have a bedroom; I live out of my suitcase
Another day, another day I live to see the next
I mark the great days on the calendar with a big check
A big check to show that I live on to survive
And hopefully become someone in this lovely world all before I die.
(Love Life is easy)
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