See, there is this girl and
I see her a lot,
Almost daily and,
When i see her or pick up on her scent,
Any thought i had just went,
Straight out of the windows of,
My soul to yours and closer to those,
Pretty feet that carry your beauty everywhere,
But i won't stare,
Unless you will but who will first,
I mean,
Who wouldn't,
Who couldn't,
Who shouldn't,
Like you so true eyes not blue,
Lighter than autumn leaves,
And the breath of a breeze,
Keeps me at a point,
Not to stalk but to grasp and talk,
And walk towards a future,
No not dread locs but more like a wed-lock,
Or when our soft fingers lock they cause,
Time to stop and eternity to watch,
As the beginning of our end begins,
And they say man fears time and,
Time fears those pyramids,
Well i fear life without you,
Would be the equivalent if those monuments disappeared,
So i hope you can hear,
Or heard these words because no man alive,
Can speak softer than a bird,
But that blue jay I'd find to sing to you,
Because having your love would be a dream come true.