The Guy of my Dreams
The guy of my dreams,
is as real as can be,
and I wonder sometimes,
why God gave him to me.
I never did have him
he was never mine,
but the fact that I love him
even I can't deny.
I stay up nights
to type things his way
and it hurt to say goodbye
when I had to go away.
We talk online,
he calls sometimes,
and then I find
There are tears in my eyes
I'd give anything to have him
to lay there in his arms
to be taken from the pain here
and be forever safe from harm
