Life isn’t fair, they tell me,
it’s not always cut and dry.
You can’t always get what you want,
but that just leaves me asking why?
Ignorance is bliss, supposedly,
some days I wish I’d never met you.
Anything is possible, they say,
doesn’t that apply to us too?
Money can’t buy happiness,
but it can buy a plane ticket.
Everything happens for a reason,
well that reason can go stick it.
A closed door is a window opened
but what if the door was never there?
They tell you to follow your heart,
My heart’s with you; it’s not going anywhere.
Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 6:43 PM UTC
Life isn’t fair, they tell me,
it’s not always cut and dry.
You can’t always get what you want,
but that just leaves me asking why?
Ignorance is bliss, supposedly,
some days I wish I’d never met you.
Anything is possible, they say,
doesn’t that apply to us too?
Money can’t buy happiness,
but it can buy a plane ticket.
Everything happens for a reason,
well that reason can go stick it.
A closed door is a window opened
but what if the door was never there?
They tell you to follow your heart,
My heart’s with you; it’s not going anywhere.
