When i get older i want a nice Muslim man
A man who will fulfill my every need...

As i lay on my bed and cry
thinking of all the memories we shared...

In this room, all alone
I'm thinking of me and you...

I would explain my feelings to you
straight up face to face...

Take my hand lets be friends
Always there to understand...

Sinking
drowning...

My feelings for you are way to deep
my secret that i hold its only for me to keep...

I'm a damn good woman
a woman who loved you so...

I'm so hurt
I don't know what to do...

I pray to be very successful
when i get older...

I'm lookin for that someone
who will call me everyday...

When i looked into your eyes
i knew it was true...