So this is Retirement?
Retired, I no longer slog From eight to five I sit, awaiting the good times to arrive. What happened to those halcyon days I dreamed about? I now realise the happiest days are gone Without a doubt.
Retired, I no longer slog From eight to five I sit, awaiting the good times to arrive. What happened to those halcyon days I dreamed about? I now realise the happiest days are gone Without a doubt.