So many guys want to please me, want me for their own
But sometihng has me rejecting them, always leaving me alone
There comes the rich, the nice, and even the sweetest guys arrive
And for my heart, they all aime to strive
Only one made it, and surely i hope that would be the last
And sometimes i hope someone will help me overcome the past
I want to move on, get a hold of a new life to live
I want someone there, to have their heart to give
I need the strength to stop being picky, take a chance and leap
And maybe the one i choose is the one i know i should keep!
