How the World Should Work

I don’t know how to say this right

But you’ve been on my mind all night

My thoughts, well I can’t think them through

Because, you see, they’re all on you

I know that I have waited for

The perfect thing behind that door

A lock. A key. A wedding dress.

On bended knee as you say “yes”

This is but a short shadow

Of what could be, these things we know

Hold me, love, just hold my hand

I’ll show you all the things, our land

We will make it, make it through

For you have me, and I have you