I want to find the perfect man,
with locks of black coal.
Hazel eyes, Im quite the fan,
and I want him to be whole.
His personality is fun;
he will love me for me,
and not care if I call him hun.
He will be nice and kind.
He will ask if Im fine,
and he wouldnt mind,
if I called him mine.
Hell be awesome; hell be cool.
Hell get jealous; hell get mad,
but hes no fool.
And Ill be glad.
When I find him.
But lucky me,
God gave me something better then him.
He gave me you and thats all I need to be me.
