I would love to see a smile
Just for me
A flirt, a wink
Or maybe, a beautiful woman, calling out for me
I would gladly be knocked out by a guy
If it was his sister, I was flirting
For he has no idea
That it is her soul, which I have been searching
I would love to wake up in a hospital bed
All bruised up, breathless and almost paralyzed
If it meant to
That I would be waking up to her eyes
I would love to walk with you side by side
Eye to eye
Hand in hand
Or if you want
A glass of ice cold Coke
A candle in a darkened room, and two straws – just you and me
All I am trying to say
Is that whatever I do
I would
Love to do it with you
August 24, 2004
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