\'What are you looking for?\'
\'A man who sees galaxies
when he looks into my eyes;
who breathes life back into the fire within me
and is excited by the flames,
not afraid of them.
A man who will mumble my name
as he sleeps
and as it falls from his lips it will sound
as natural as breathing.
Someone to hold hands with
in furniture stores,
to push the grocery cart
when my arms get tired
and who always remembers just how I like my coffee
on a Sunday morning.
A man who is not perfect,
but tries to be -
who sees his future as clear as if
it had already been
and I fit right into it
as perfectly as I fit into his arms.
And you?\'
\'Oh, I\'m not looking for anything serious.\'