I saw her staring, looking at that
I saw her wishing for a second
If only a second, to be in those shoes
Saw happiness fleeting to some other state
And it was almost a disgrace
Having been working and building for ages
And all swept away with one show of hands
And had I sat there I would have laughed
As the face she showed was something as startled
And imagined her holdings were less and together with others
And yet I stand here, still next to this
And it's fine, I'm fine with it
I don't hate it, I love it completely
Love's not the right word
Maybe, ya know, it's obvious |