Does it take three to five years
No, just three – five mil-lion
And a rod of strong
And a back to hold on
To when I feel like letting go
When every decision tells me no
When time won’t give me a dime
And my breath is quick but dry
When I’m against the wall
Ready to fall
And give up on all
The promises from before
Stole and lied to my naked soul
Does it take three to five years to get me
No, just three to five minutes and a apple tree
Whose seeds will continue to grow
As I show
Them the path of life
Untangled the cords of the fantasy wife
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Just want to hit-replay
And give the love the husband says
Is all he really needs
To be alive
Not a fine woman with big hips by his side
But the one whose eyes told no lies
The one whose kitchen was fully stocked
And made sure he had clean white socks
Not the drama queen that lives in the mirror
So full of herself couldn’t plan for tomorrow
But the one whose faith overcame times of sorrow
The one whose voice warmed his soul and spilled pure love from a treasure worth gold
In waiting she remained content
Prayed for his soul with knees bent
No it does not take three to five years
But blood, sweat and tears
And a pocket full of pills
Purple please
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