There is a girl I love,
She is perfect in every way.
Though there is a line to her heart, I will not shove.
My love will shine brightest, I pray,
That she will notice it,
And from that I must commit,
To be the same even after her decision is made.
I will be the shoulder she cries on,
I will be the tree that give her shade.
And from will come the dawn.
The girl I love will one day see,
That there is none kinder than me.