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He constantly searched for something better No matter who or what he was that day
Didn't matter that we were together
Or how tempting the sweet spring grass could sway.
If he could sprint well, he'd wish he could fly
And when he flew well, he'd learn how to swim
Here for now, gone in the blink of an eye
While I was content just to lie with him.
He denied himself all simple pleasures
In favor of a more efficient life
To make me happy he'd take all measures
Yet I knew I would never be his wife.
Always in a hurry; never on time,
I knew he would never truly be mine.