A Precious Stone

Love is very rare,
A precious stone if you will,
So it is no surprise,
That for love some would kill.

My life it isn't perfect,
This I know is true,
But I know that we are meant to be,
I want to see it through.

My baby he is real,
I do not make believe,
He makes me feel like dancing,
I know he'll never leave.

My love it's so much deeper,
Than anything before,
He is so perfect for me,
It's the stuff of lore.

I want to show how much I care,
And make him understand,
But he just cannot grasp it,
For it goes beyond this land.

My life it's always changing,
I'm not sure what I'll do,
But one thing that I can count on,
To me he'll say I do.

He knows just how to hold me,
And how to treat me right,
He even cooks me dinner,
And turns off the bedroom light.

This whole big world surrounds me,
I don't know where I am,
At least for now I can say,
I'm glad I have my man.