Mr. Right
Sometimes when I close my eyes at night I think of how I would ever find someone to love, someone to love me,
I think of how it would be to have the love of a man, not a boy,
Could I happen to someone like me,
Someone with no money or fame,
Some plain Jane like me,
Sometimes when I close my eyes at night I think of how it would be to find a man to treat me like a woman,
A man to love me for me not who he wants me to be,

Could a love so pure and sweet, a love so special and deep truly exist,
Or does it only exist to someone like me,
Only at night when I close my eyes tight,
Only at night when I close my eyes is when I truly feel loved,
Loved by a man a love so pure and sweet a love so special and deep,
A love like that almost seems too good to be true for someone like me who has only experienced the love of a boy,
The love that only exist in the bedroom,
The love that only feels special and deep in between the sheets,
The love that never leaves the bedroom,
This love never last all day and night with out the sex,
This love only last as long as the sex last,
There is really nothing so special about being loved my a boy or a boyish man
That’s why I lay in bed at night with my eyes closed tight, and dream of the love of a man a real man not a boy who only knows how to treat me like a toy,
A love so pure and sweet a love so special and deep a love that will last an eternity,
Both in and out of the bedroom,
With a man who can be loyal and trusting, loving and caring,
I wouldn’t have to dream anymore,
My life would be pure ecstacy, both in and out of my dreams,

So until I find a love like that I will keep my eyes closed tight and wait for my Mr. Right to keep my eyes open at night…