MAN
Times are tight,
And we don’t have much money,
But honey, it’s all right.
I believe the heart is where the wealth resides.
Besides…
If we never have the fountains
Or the mansion in the mountains,
I suppose you fear
I might disappear from view.
Not true.
I could live on bread and pickles,
Paying rent with rolls of nickels
Just as long as I got
To spend my lot with you.
We could be rich,
Rolling in our romance
With dividends to spare,
And so much appreciation
That we’d have to share.
Others dream of racing sailboats,
Dressing up in gowns and tailcoats.
But I’m full enough
Without all that stuff to do.
Because I’m invested in you.
So if times should stay depressing,
There’s no point in second-guessing
That I’m full enough
Without all that stuff to do.
Because I’m invested in you.