Just a girl.

When I say I’ve known her all my life, this does not mean in the literal sense
It’s in my thoughts and my dreams, or at least that’s how it seems
Id like it to be in the literal sense, if you know what I mean, hence
Time for me to do the right thing and believe, its no longer tolerable, the flesh screams

It’s like when you meet someone,
You feel like you’ve known them all of your life
Or since time began
Well this is how I feel about this girl, my soon to be wife

I mean she doesn’t quite know this just yet
But that’s ok, for me though, its more than presumption
Its instinctive, and now my hours are clearly less productive,
I try hard to be constructive, thinking of ways for persuasion

Not her of course, because that would be manipulation and that’s just not right
But persuading myself to man up and make a move
A good move that is, because I’ve known her all my life
Nothing tacky, something measured, you know just to get us both in the groove

It has to be a nice meal, good conversation, just to start things off
I guess we could go for a walk and grab an Ice Cream, that’ll impress her
Don’t forget, the best way to a woman’s heart, is to make her laugh
Don’t bore her, and with your words caress her, just don’t depress her

Actually now that I think about it, it’s very profound
Because most importantly the way I feel about her drowns that all out
The fear that is, the fear of rejection and feeding me to the hounds
Well now you know, this is how I feel about her, in spite of how it sounds

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