I’m not looking for a joker for my entertainment
But a man who owns, no more paying rent
This man, he is a true Godsend
He trusts and follows his own distinct flow, whatever is meant
Respectable, yet different, He’s taking it real slow
For the world, no need to put on an elaborate show
I’m watching, closely observing, this is the real him, I see
Does he find a part of himself in me?
Lovely! Maybe we can spend mornings together sipping tea
In my mind, I’m the one who holds the sacred key
I’m unlocking the door
Hold on, don’t flee
I’m ready to be more
In love, we will sing
Are you the one who isn’t afraid of a ring?
I’m ready for you, my king