That girl

Have you ever lain in bed awake,
Because that girl is on your mind.
That girl who you seek,
Whose beauty can blind.

How her smile,
Makes her eyes shine.
How her physique makes you say,
"I wish she was mine."

How her hair,
Tumbles down with grace.
How her elegance,
Fills the place.

And when she walks by,
Your knees go weak.
You're left standing there,
Unable to speak.

That is the girl,
Who I have looked for.
Maybe I've already found her,
But I just don't know any more.