As I sit alone on this dark stormy night
Wondering what might have been and not have might
I find myself thinking of you
Knowing that we aren't perfect too.
Imperfections form us,
But together we make trust;
Going past them as we make our call
You, are my wonderwall.
I lay alone on my bed so blue,
Caught up on my thoughts of you;
Feeling your heart beating when we cuddle,
A feeling of security grows in a bundle.
When You hold my hands,
Being infatuated with you isn't one of my plans.
It dawns on me, your silhouette so tall;
That you, are my Wonderwall.
