light
The world is full of light again
The halls are filled with her laughter today
Is Happiness here to stay?
Her, a woman of such exotic beauty, intelligence and value
Am I in the lucky few to find someone worthy to woo?
But could she share me with my children,
Tolerate my forever goofiness,
And stand me when I am quiet or blue?
I suppose the cliché is that you risk the thorns to smell the rose
And to get where you want to go, you sometimes just follow the flow
It is just so hard to take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow