As I stand in my doorway
Ready to expose myself to the sun,
I think of all the possible places
Where I might find 'the one'.
The streets are pretty crowded ,
so I might just find him strolling down
Its possible, though I'd expect more theatrics,
Like a tux and a red velvet gown.
My sweetheart may be in a coffee shop
The one just around the block.
I'll just be buying some coffee
And drop it when our eyes lock.
My eyes will seem to deceive me
As I think I see angels divine
At least that's what he'll look like,
That sweet sweet darling of mine
But then of course my bae might be waiting for the bus
In the place I've been waiting for a while
And when he sees me for the first time,
I'll look up and give him a smile.
But this is less likely to happen
By dreaming,I'm letting precious time fly by
Cos no one will fall in love with me
And alone with eleven cats I'm going to die.
