Her Song

Her Song                               May 29, 2005

I've been waiting, it seems, a million years,

A million years, so long, too long, a crime,

To be with you, to simply find the right time,

And now the time has come to pass

When you're finally ripe for the picking,

So there's nothing to stop me from courting you,

No barriers now to barricade me.

I know what I want. I've seen you, you precious thing.

And that it is, and because it is true,

There's a feeling inside that says, "I love you."

You've come of age, blossomed from the spring light,

And you've captured this good ol' boy's beating heart.

I had to wait God only knows how long

Before I got the chance to make off with you, doll,

But patience is a virtue, and patience has served me well.

This is the beginning of a beautiful relationship,

The start of life's perennial trip,

So just come with me, and let me into your heart.

My peers asked me what I would do for you

To start things right, to show that I'm true,

And I said, "I'm a crooner. I'll write a song,"

And here it is. This is your song.

Don't take offense if it isn't long.

Just listen to its lyrics, its melodies - love's aesthetics,

And you'll surely feel all is right.