37.8 Wallowing In the Riches

I cannot begin to sum up how wealthy she makes me feel
I’m a king perhaps a thief life with her is a steal
and I don’t care what happens I’m not giving her back
She’s mine and I’m hers and we’re on the same track
with a few bumps it’s true but we never derail
more than anything I’d say that she and I sail
over waves of stress fear and regret
we’re back home now and you can bet
that we’ll stay right here surrounded by charms
wallowing in the riches of each other’s arms