The Perfect One

No tune yet.

Some call her old, well she’s mature
She was my first and oldest mate
She’s wonderful though quite obscure
But she is not my fate

[Chorus]
It’s hard to find the perfect one
Until your journey’s done
I will not stop, I will not rest
Until I find who is the best

The young one, bubbling, spirits high
Was strictly “just for here and now”
She’s not my girl, I’m not her guy
And so I said goodbye

[Chorus]

The one for me, the one I chose
She is a techy hippy geek
She’s always frank, with little pose
Though some will call her freak

[Chorus]

(It’s a metaphor. It talks about living in places.)

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