Life has dealt me a good hand of cards.
I’ve played every round,
And built my world from the ground up.
I have made an empire out of solitaire.
You think my life is easy, and I think it’s hard.
When I walk home, my knees fall to the ground.
I sink to the bottom, while the world thinks I’m on top.
And then – I breathe in the morning air.
It’s fresh and true,
It’s beautiful and colorful.
Yes, I have everything by the worlds standards.
But that swing in my backyard: it’s empty.
So tell me, is this worth it? All these blue
Skies and these sunny days? They are plentiful –
But then I look at the empty swing
And I have no one to share with,
I have nothing that matters.