"People smile and tell me I'm the lucky one. And we've only just begun, Think I'm gonna have a son. He will be like she and me, as free as a dove, Conceived in love. Sun is gonna shine above.And even though we ain't got money, I'm so in love with you, honey. And everything will bring a chain of love. And in the morning, when I rise, You bring a tear of joy to my eyes, And tell me everything is gonna be alright."
January 1, 1970