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I’m under the weather, feeling my age,
I wish skies were sunny, just mist all day.
No use in complaining, ranting nor rage,
Burned candle at both ends now I must pay.

So many decisions so much to do,
Hours at work are lost time without mate
Has my head spinning; feel dizzy quite through.
Still got to keep plugging, business won’t wait.

Sweet golden days beckon, soon they’ll return.
But today I feel gloomy, tired, beat.
Love to be wrapped in arms for which I yearn,
Taste the wine of your lips succulent sweet.

We’re apart and I’m under the weather,
Counting the hours till we’re together.

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