Girl I wanna be your shade on the rainy days
Girl I wanna be your cover in the winter nights
Girl I wanna be your shelter in the stormy weather
But you wan a young boy to be your sour punch
While I wanna be your baby daddy , sugar daddy , your bestfriend,your bestie , your phone ring tone , your cover page. ,wall paper
I wanna be your prince charming
I wanna be your Romeo
I wanna be your jack
I wanna be your one and only
While he wants access to your bank account
He wants to be your show boat
He wants you to be his red Cross provider
He wants to be your king but wants you to be his slave
I can only give advice and give support
I wanna be your king and I want you to be my queen
Sadly you can't. Find your glasses to see the true prince charming
I'll help you find them better yet I'll pay for another one but you can't see that I'm on my knees knelling, purposing to you
Listen for my voice to return as he walks out your door without a trace of love. On the kitchen table.
Turn around I'm standing behind you with your glasses with my love
With the ring
Sadly I'm trap down stairs in the box next to the snake pit you can't hear me calling out your name
My body is down stairs
There life less
There still a chance to save me all you have do is turn around .
Sadly you can't see me
I'm just a Spirit now
You found your glasses on the kitchen table where I placed them but it's to late I'm Long gone
I'll return someday
But not in sight but in spirit
To view my funeral
I hope your happy
Kiss my son and tell him
Daddy's watching over him
And my soon to be born daughter
I promise you I wouldn't miss her
Birth if my spirit Lay's in the balance
