i love you.
She's a yellow pair of running shoes, a holey pair of jeans. She looks great in cheap sunglasses. She looks great in anything. She's I want a piece of chocolate, take me to a movie. She's I can't find a thing to wear. Now and then she's moody. She's a Saturn with a sunroof, with her blonde hair a-blowing. She's a soft place to land and a good feeling knowing. She's a warm conversation, that I wouldn't miss for nothing. She's a fighter when she's mad and she's a lover when she's loving. She's a Saturday out on the town and a church girl on Sunday. She's a cross around her neck and a cuss word 'cause its Monday. She's a bubble bath and candles, baby come and kiss me. She's a one glass of wine and she's feeling kinda tipsy. She's the giver I wish I could be and the stealer of the covers. She's a picture in my wallet. My unborn children's mother. She's the hand that I'm holding when I'm on my knees and praying. She's the answer to my prayer and she's the song that I'm playing. She's the voice I love to hear. Someday when I'm ninety, she's that wooden rocking chair I want rocking right beside me. Everyday that passes I only love her more. Yeah, she's the one that I'd lay down my own life for. She's everything I ever wanted and everything I need. When I talk about her, I go on and on and on 'cause she's everything to me.