what is a plan but a tiny wish, a hope for later, an expected kiss
it only will happen if things work out, if you leave it alone and quit messing about
why derail a train carrying yourself when it could be so nice to be by ourselves
wake in the morn to a bright perfect day rolling right over and kissing your face
all these dreams ripped at the seams with no silver lining to mend what this means
a poor decision indeed to make plans it would seem guess its not worth waking from sleep
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