And when the winter comes
And we’re where we want to be
We’ll be sitting by a log fire
With a snuggly blanket on your knee
I will plant lots of trees
And produce an orchard of fruit
So I can feed you apples and oranges
And in my greenhouse the grapes will growing too
We will have hens and ducks
And we will collect the eggs for breakfast and tea!
It’ll be the good life
And you’ll be there for me!
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 3:43 PM UTC
And when the winter comes
And we’re where we want to be
We’ll be sitting by a log fire
With a snuggly blanket on your knee
I will plant lots of trees
And produce an orchard of fruit
So I can feed you apples and oranges
And in my greenhouse the grapes will growing too
We will have hens and ducks
And we will collect the eggs for breakfast and tea!
It’ll be the good life
And you’ll be there for me!
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