Making the best of it

I'd wake up tomorrow in a cabin in the woods with you in the next room if I had the choice
Your voice I would follow until there you stood like flowers in bloom if I had the choice
But I don't have the choice

We'll just have to make the most of every second we get to spend together
Despite blabber and judgments and age and bad weather
We'll make the best of it

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