Sitting here daydreaming
about you,
The way you laugh,the way smile
all the things you do.
I remember when my books fell
you picked them up with a smile
as wide as a mile.
You and my cousin were an item
But we a couple.
When I do something wrong,
You'll be there to catch me
when I fall,
Kissing and holding hands in
the mall.
As I wake up I see your face
realizing it wasn't a daydream,
Even though thats the way it seems.
You are my man
I am your girl
You're not with Cindy
I'm not with Earl.
Today I went to sleep with something on my mind,
Dreaming you and I together
were gonna do fine.