When you finally find her
I hope your conscience of it
I hope you realize what it is that you have
not just after it\'s gone
I have no solice for the individual
who hope the door open for her as she leaves
Once she is gone
She\'s gone for good
And what she has reached the end
So has a part of yourself
I hope you auscultate when she\'s detached and know that times
there is no right answer
There\'s only you
and her,
and perhaps all she needs is an aggressive kiss and your time
Don\'t miss these moments or opportunities
This world is full of thieves,
ready to steal her from you
Put her above everyone by building her up
Build her up and give her all yourself to stand upon
Until she\'s standing so tall
She wouldn\'t in her wildest dreams think another could show her what you have
It\'s not romantic
It\'s work
And when you finally find her
I hope your conscious of it
Nothing worth having is free