Not since yesterday could I say honestly
What I've been missing so long
All the people say, "Seize the day" but I say
Why don't we just drift along?

We'll go gliding, dividing the day

As we're slipping through tipping blue drippings
Do we even care for the time?
Where we're going to doesn't do much to concern us
And it's not a crime

So uplifting, I'm drifting with you

I don't understand what makes me feel
You make life seem incredibly real
We'll just drift along, feeling no pain
Let's just hope it won't rain

I'm the only one who is so lucky
To say I've got you by my side
You're the only one I can unravel
To find what I'm missing inside

Though it's sappy, I'm happy I tried
I don't understand what makes me feel
You make life seem incredibly real
We'll just drift along, feeling no pain
Let's just hope it won't rain

(Excerpt from Robert Frost's "Birches")
I'd like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth's the right place for love:
I don't know where it's likely to go better
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more
But dipped its top and set me down again
That would be good both going and coming back
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches

What a perfect day and if I may, I'd like to say
I'm glad that I spent it with you