I know
No matter how hard we try,
Our life will never be perfect.
We’ll probably never be rich,
Never be famous,
Never be known –
We’ll probably never save the world
Although I won’t give up
On that dream.
Despite this knowledge,
this lack of perfection,
I see smiles on our faces
As we grow old,
Hand in hand,
Heart in heart,
In love.
If we always live
In this rented townhouse
With free cable
And your parents’ pets,
I will be happy
Just knowing I go home
To you.
Nov 7, 2012
Nov 7, 2012 at 3:40 PM UTC
I know
No matter how hard we try,
Our life will never be perfect.
We’ll probably never be rich,
Never be famous,
Never be known –
We’ll probably never save the world
Although I won’t give up
On that dream.
Despite this knowledge,
this lack of perfection,
I see smiles on our faces
As we grow old,
Hand in hand,
Heart in heart,
In love.
If we always live
In this rented townhouse
With free cable
And your parents’ pets,
I will be happy
Just knowing I go home
To you.
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