Dear Thomas Forrester (The Soap Opera King)

How can I love such a man I don't know

When all the world seems to hate him?

Two hearts can have a potential love

Especially when it's us against the world

Do me a favor...please think of me

As you sit there and draw out your latest designs

You seem to be in perfect harmony

And I see you on the television screen

And I just wonder, who will give Thomas a chance?

For there are stars in my eyes

Whenever I think of you

Though you are a fictional character

On The Bold and the Beautiful

I see you Thomas Forrester, I see you

For life is just a perfect escape

Whenever I'm watching my favorite soap opera

And forget what people say about you

It's all politics anyway

For will a flower ever grow without madness?

The house you have built is a treasure

And the foundation is simply fabulous

Forget that mannequin that is Hope...Hope Logan

For she's just like her mother Brooke

No wonder she can't keep a man

For you are just simply one of a kind, ya dig?

Your piercing brown eyes

And your beautiful dark hair

And your bulging muscles galore...

I feel like I'm in heaven

When I pretend to be with you,

Oh just think of the possibilities, Thomas

Me and you walking the streets of Paris

And eating lunch in Milan

I wonder if you know that I'm your biggest fan

Sigh, for I am sighing right now

I think I just had a flashback.

So here is a rose to you, Thomas Forrester

For you are the soap opera king

Hopefully you will find the right girl for you

Because darling, you are worth the wait

And whatever dark past you had

Please don't let it get the best of you

I promise you will grow

If you become a steady flower.