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The One Girl
I look out the window and I see nothing but black
I see the streetlights hoping to see the stars
Trying to figure you out and who you truly are
You get me thinking at unexpected times
I know I am not in control of you cause you were never really mine
I’m a sucker for believing in love
Cause to me sometimes it isn’t enough
All I want to do is cover your eyes from all the bad
Hoping one moment you’ll be so glad
So here I am writing on this napkin
As you are out over there making scars on your skin
One girl I truly love is asleep and in bed
But some how she has dreams that keep rolling in here head
I am the poet and she is my muse
Who is this girl?
I don’t know but she always knows what I want to do
She doesn’t feel pain or anger
She wants someone to go save her
As I see her dance under the moon
All I want to say is I want to be with you
As I sit and wait for the sun to come up
I wait for her graciousness to raise a beautiful rest
I could hold her in my arms and hope for the best
As I look down this long and bumpy road
I can’t believe I am the one she choose
I hope one day I meet this girl who I can please