Woorden: Paul Brandt. Rich Man.

I look in the mirror
Don't see much
Fashion sense a little out of touch
The house is run down as the bills pile up
But I'm rich man
Breakfast table

Morning rush
Sometimes it seems we barely have enough
But if it's true that you need is love
Then I'm a rich man
When she smiles

Or they call me daddy
All the worries of the world just seem to fade away
I'm alive
And I know what matters
If this is all I ever have (well that's ok,) I'm proud to say
I'm a rich man

So every morning
And brand new day
With each and every single breath I take
I'm blessed and I'm thankful, yeah I've got it made
Oh, I'm so glad life turned out this way
I've loved, I've been loved, show me someone else with as much as me