Erogenous & Emotional Verses

18 - The Right Time

Met a girl 

on the newest 

fourth of June. 

She told me she 

liked to rise at noon.

She had games 

and all the things I knew 

I'd lose myself in,

and wouldn't wanna leave when 

I had to. 

She had these 

spiraling insecurities 

and she 

wrapped her arms

around mine. 

It was like a show,

like romantic prime-time, 

and I'd never forget

that night. 

For every letter in her name 

I'd stay up another hour,

'cause she was 

too cliche to be sour. 

She was wine,

rosebud and thyme,

and I was just the guy 

of the same mind 

at the right time. 

I never thought that I 

could enjoy a love like that. 

The dramatic 

but genuine 

one, where 

she opens up and 

I just know 

all the right things to say.

I'm recognized

in all the right, right ways. 

Yeah, 

I'm recognized 

in all the beautiful ways.