Dreaming

He wants a day he can lay his head

On a pillow beside hers.

Wants to give her luxury

Like diamond and furs.

She’s a little different that that

Not really enjoying the finer things.

She’d rather have a shack with love

Than a thousand gold rings.

He’s silently dreaming the day

She’ll finally realize he’s a whiz.

The problem is she loves another

She will never be his.

close the door

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