If life were only happiness
And living all that easy
We would have been quite upset
At hurdles not being busy
For want is a friend of plenty
And pain a pal of pleasure
When we see less of someone
Seeing them turns into a treasure.
And living all that easy
We would have been quite upset
At hurdles not being busy
For want is a friend of plenty
And pain a pal of pleasure
When we see less of someone
Seeing them turns into a treasure.
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