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The question has been asked

How am I to answer

Every time I think I know,

A different answer appears

Now we are together

Someday we might not be

Who knows how long we will last

Eventually you may tire of me

Realizing that I am not the man for you

I, however, have made my choice

Simply put, I have asked myself the same question, day after day

For it is this question that I must answer

Only I can answer it

Really now, it’s not that hard

Especially not when I see your face

Very well, I will tell you

Everything hinges on my answer, no?

Realistically, how long will our love last?


Thank you for listening.