I drink it in my favorite mug
The one that say happiness is
When I play with my Clarinet
It is hot and quite spicy
I put some fresh lemon and honey
I drink it slowly and I am happy
I wonder what tomorrow brings me
I did not choose nor buy this mug
Yet tea is the best it can be
I don't worry about tomorrow
I'll find the path and a way out
It takes time to find home
Yet often I hurry and regret
Then I sit here doing nothing
See, see just I want happiness
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