Wallace, my man Wallace, fell In love with his wife, For real for real Fell in love.
If someone should happen upon To see the two of them If by chance passed by Them two together
How odd a couple They may say She's such a little thing Something so prestine to Wallace, homeless guy howler. Who is more himself with her than Without her.
Mr. dumpster-diver-king!
The two individually are Themselves genuinely Together lovey-dovey, Not an act.
Wallace falls in love, Says that's a fact Knowing that it also means You've found someone to lose.
Still, Wallace knew love. It's the god-honest Truth.
Then I ask Wallace Mindful of the streets, I ask him poignantly
Do you believe
in-- ? Dotdotdot Hastily he barks: "Of course I did, do--believe in God above."
Didn't let me finish: "Do you believe in --Love?" Didn't ask for more Than that, Oh my ...
(Word) (goodness) (God)
To Wallace, A Lonely Man's church is the memory of wife whoβs love was long and always bright, heβs just a lonely king dumpster diving a shadow of a thing... To Wallace, she was everything...