Each time I lay in my bed
I try to create an image in my head
That image of a girl who makes me smile
An image of the person who I would make walk down the isle
That girl would laugh at my jokes
And I would have no problem with her family and folks
That image, when I look into her eyes I see the sunshine
The same image, when she dress she looks so fine
When I have problems that image would stay
That same image would trust me when I am away
This image would always keep me in her soul
The image I make is not hard to control
All I want from that image is to love me
And let’s get back to real world
I’m still waiting for the image I created
Who is a girl