I lie with him
He should be you
In puzzling life
You are the glue
I may not be
Perfect as she
But in your heart
You can be free
Just admit it now
So we can go on
In lifes small plot
We are the ones
We may not be
What our parents believe
Is the one for us
The one they see
But if we run
We set our hearts free
When we return
They will then see.