The world looks
beautiful from below
Cloudless starry nights such a delight
Which we can watch and talk about dreams
And what holds our ambitions tight
Partly, mine is to rise to the zenith
Dine with the movers and shakers
But it will take time to get there
Rise with you, and probably meet the makers
But how long will you stick by me
How long will my ambitions hold you?
Before you bolt for the proverbial greener pastures
How long will you find my love true?
As long as my ambitions hold you
We could starve and you might like it
We walk not because its healthy, we have to
For at the end there’ll be something sweet
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