The first day of the rest of our life
For which with you the best summing up
Is pain, joy, love, a little strife
But love always anyway – you’re nice
I don’t need being told that twice.
They say the street is swept and cleaned by sunrise
At nine the traffic stops and blackbirds sing...
Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here...
