I wonder what God was thinking when He made you,
Made you so perfect and pure yet no one had a clue
Of what made he you so unique, you so blue!
So sleek, so sweet and so true!
That every time, I look at you
All I see is a reflection of me. What a perfect view!
If you were a word in English no matter the tense
I can’t help but over emphasize your importance with little or no stress
I can’t over stress I’m afraid you will break in this glass
So I’d rather go do the maths
Do some add ups and draw your graph
You’re so priceless, you’re worth more than a million ducats
Can’t thank you enough for what you have done
If you were combined with soap, all my dirt would be gone
You leave no stain unwashed, not even one
I’ve seen many like you, but you stand out
Like a gun all these thoughts keep aiming at my brain, what a storm
As I was about to drink you alone
You this chilled cup of water in the sun!