You're my dream girl but that's an understatement
Because I couldn't even dream you up
And all the songs that I wrote until now have meant
nothing to no one
But this is a sappy attempt to express what I feel in
this stomach
All the metaphors in the world can't do the job
So I'll sing and hope you hear it these songs
They're a lot of stories I'd love to tell you about how I
grew up
Like when I was 8 and in my schools big play just like
you were
I can say that I f*cked up my parts too so don't let it
haunt you
Because it just proves we were meant to be
But this is a crappy effort to express how I feel in this
heart
All the metaphors in the world can't do the job
So I'll sing and hope you hear it these songs
I have a secret but I won't keep it
I think that your name is the most beautiful sound
That can be constructed with the English language
So now you know how I feel and it's ok if you're creeped
out a little
But all the metaphors in the world won't do the job
So I'll sing and tell you I love you with these songs