Is this love so far, or so near?
Will I know what it feels like tomorrow, or next year?
An apartment, or an elaborate home that we will share?
Will I be preparing dinner, or coming home to a fine meal?
Will I be the breadwinner, or the stay-at-home lover?
Will I be expected to mow the lawn, or be able to read some Lewis Sinclair?
You will mean the world to me, but will I bring the happiness you deserve?
I could be a messy slob but will you care?
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