Sailing on the winds strong trying to tip me over looking for a girl who will let me be her Casanova she'll be the best part of waking up my cup of Folgers no matter whats on the agenda I just wanna hold her warm her up when she's cold and just clench her tight the only object that's in focus in my blurred sight I want to treat her right but I'm not given the chance I forget to bring my shoes whenever it's time to dance shit out of luck that's how I often feel at least I'm honest with myself and I can keep it real she's like a nail down my spine giving my body chills I need her to remind me what it is to feel any wounds I've obtained she finds a way to heal a miracle worker with eyes that are set to kill until the time comes and she lets me in her life I'll keep sailing on and hope that everything will be alright The currents rough as I sail and from what I see the waves ahead look as if they're gonna swallow me but I'll make it through even though I'm by myself when she's by my side it'll be easier with her help for now I'm solitary but I'm never looking back I've learned from the wrong steps and the mishaps I'll overlook her if she can't overlook that progression is my profession despite the setbacks I feel I'm on the right track but at times I'm lost will I recognize her face when I come across her I'm sure I've passed her by time and time again when we meet I wonder if my self-loathing will end or is she just the beginning to many problems will she make me stronger and will she help me solve them I'm sailing on in any given direction that the wind blows until I meet misses perfection

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