I want to go play golf and I want to take a swim,
And I want to cook all-out after I soundly sleep in.
I want to drive around on a scenic static weekend,
Gaze all over up and down at the secular scenery,
Hop out the car at a park of nature’s maker’s mark
And go to singing shouting loving all the leaves and trees.
As I run all about around now in joyful merriment
I snatch your hand and I don’t let go of it,
Until you look me back, tell me that you’ll stay in this,
For this moment is all we have now to try not to miss.
