He says I make him feel so wanted
If he only knew how wanted he is
After having been had by
The wrong ones
It\'s just so lovely to be loved
By the right one.
He is my favorite season,
Crunching through autumn leaves
Early in the morning
Through the woods I love
Breathing in the crisp air
That\'s the bite of his kiss
My soul vibrates
To sound of his voice
I love when he tells me
He talks to his mom about me
And if I can cook (of course I can cook!)
I actually want to take him home
To meet my family
To see where I come from
To wrap up with him in a blanket
In front of a bonfire
And hold him close
Because he is so wanted
In the season of our love
The wrong ones of our pasts
Just stepping stones
To cross the distance
To find each other.
He is just so lovely
Deserving to be greatly loved.