It’s a beautiful day

It’s a beautiful day

I stare out my window

And I think about you

And how I spent most of my life

Thinking of you

It’s a beautiful day

Sometimes I think

That I think too much

About you

A hopeful future that won’t come to pass

It’s a beautiful day

Oh why did I have to ruin this beautiful day?

To think of such things

That won’t matter

Because I know you don’t think of me

The way I think about you

I go outside and lay in the grass

On such a beautiful day

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