Let it be

Happy days come and go but nothing more

They say to prove your worth or else be sore

Ive come and gone and begged my soul to greif

Alas it has been nothing but a dream. 

Those boys and girls pertain to nothingness

They tell me that I'm shroud with bitterness

Although they seem to dwell on such relief

Their thoughts alas are nothing but a dream. 

These dreams may save one from reality 

Alas these dreams are not my cup of tea

So when you feel like you're very happy

Just let it be Just let it be Just let it be.

 

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