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Just another day in the life of me,
Wondering about the life-to-be
getting high and writing whatever
I'm just here for the good times together
Optomism, is surely underrated
Don't fret about the future,
Not everything needs calculated
I'm just trying to relax,
go on, try it and kick back

I will find a very special place,
Where the sun lands gently on your face
And it's engraved into my heart
You know, you're a work of art

I'll run my fingers through your hair, love
We can go here, or there, or anywhere
That you ever wanted to go,
Just as long as you know
That I love you more than anything
There are so many songs that are left to sing
We can watch all the movies,
That I actually remembered to bring.

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