I don't really have a retirement plan.
You say love is just a four letter word.
The naked truth is still taboo.
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live, when I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give. Dried the tears up from my dreams and pulled me from my hole, quenched my thirst and satisfied the burning in my soul.
The truth was obscure, Too profound and too pure, To live it you had to explode
Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.