A singer who owns the fans
with cd's that sold to everyone with money
living in a room of a size of a swimming pool
all you have to do is sing
all you have to do is smile
money will find you
your happiness too
but a writer like me
who owns nothing but paper sheets
living in a apartment room
the size of a closet room
all i have is poetry
all i have is short stories
money will never find me
but my happiness will
a coffee store is where we meet
with coffee taste so sweet
in a room of the size of a classroom
all we need is a sweet cookie
all we need is a spark and heart beat
money will come out of me
my happiness will be your singing