I can't seem to contain my excitement
looking ahead, putting life in organized alignment
I want nothing more than secure comfort
in return for all our valiant effort
If nothing more than a few pennies to spare
or a roof over our head with plenty to share
Rather we're stuck in a studio, no room to move
Or a mansion with banisters sanded so smooth
we'll take it in stride, the hard times, the ease
we'll do what we can, what we want, what we please
In the end all that matters, whatever will be, will be
we can get through it all, with the strength between you and me ♥
