Sun shines, Clouds rain. Train Whistles blow and Guitars Play. Preachers Preach, Framers Plow. Wishes go up and the World goes round. . And I love you, It just come Natural.
Another fourteen hour day, crisis solved deadline made. I came home like always, tired and beat. Threw dinner in the microwave, beside it on the counter lay.
Baby, I see you're trying to figure out. What this enigma they call love is all about. Oh no, I'm no expert on the subject. That's for sure. . But I'd love to study up.