Satisfaction

I live my days.
Like there’s no tomorrows.
I watch the blue jays.
Fly without sorrows.


I walk on my path.
To find my other half.
I sit beside the big tree.
My thoughts I can’t flee.


I sit, listen, smell and wonder.
Imagine and dream of the day.
When I’m not so down under.
Now I sleep and I lay.


I’m asleep.
I’m counting my sheep.


There’s green grass all around me.
And spring smell in the air.
This is what I always dreamed it would be.
The creatures, they are all so fair.


Then she comes walking in the meadow.
I see her and I know that there is no sorrow.
Left inside of me to bring out.
And now I have no doubt.


That one day it will come true.
It helps me stay from being blue.
So I live my day.
Like it was my last.


I live with satisfaction.
Of knowing, hoping, dreaming.
There is no infraction.
This is true what I’m feeling.


One day she will be mine.
And ill know when.
All my troubles will be fine.
All of this in the end.