I’d rather be lunching with you my love
than being stuck at my desk today.
Let’s go down to the river and lay on the grass
do you think you could get away?
Or how ’bout a quiet seat in the shade
with some cake on a little tea tray?
With fine china cups and flowery plates
we’d be like the Queen for a day.
Remember the time we hired a boat
and headed out over the bay?
Maybe we’ll go again one day my love,
if only I could get away.
Instead I’m sat here in my cubicle world
I won’t see you ’til later today
Maybe we’ll plot our escape from this trap
I don’t like to live life this way.
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