The One

by Toni Ann   Mar 31, 2008


The guy sitting over there,
He is the one
When I look at him
He is looking back at me
When I hold my hand out,
He looks up with a smile
When I go to kiss him,
He kisses me back
It lingers on his lips all day
When he calls me his precious
I melt all over
When I want him,
He wants me as well
When we talk about marriage
I can't believe this is the guy I am gonna grow old with
He's the one
And it's gonna stay that way as long as he wants to stick around
But of course he does,
He can't resist me
I'm the one for him

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