The One

I love the way you lie to me And laugh and cry and smile to me- Would want and wish to die with me; I spare no love on you... In grade school I had acted out, And picked on kids until they'd pout. In recess I would run and shout, But I'd not yet met you... Well, one night I had a crazy dream; Can't quite remember, though it seems That soon I would, and it be seen. No clue it was of you... Next day, the dream came soon to light As butterflies inside caused fright. Love came, when came a pretty sight- My girl, that sight was you...