He’s standing on this earth right now.
It could be someone standing right next to me,
It could be someone halfway across the world.
That person is alive right now,
My teacher thinks he’s a sophomore currently,
He’s taller than I am.
We’ll be happy, a good family.
She believes he plays guitar,
We compliment each other and our music,
We aren't jealous of our different skills.
He has blonde hair.
He wants to live in the country.
He drives a black truck,
I wonder if this is true,
If I really will end up with someone like that.
It seems so perfect,
I guess I’ll just have to wait and see.