The Ring of Happiness
See I often think with my head in the clouds
But my brains always in a bit of a drought
It is not that I'm lame or full of self doubt
I just always wonder what life is about
Yet what it feels like to me
Is not what I see
Because happiness is not about the material things
It's about the warm blankets in the cold
It's about your love being bold
Getting married and growing old
My happiness is love
To love for eternity, my love, my family, my friends
Because love never begins and love never ends
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