I was sort of hoping,
that you would come along,
like the answer to a prayer,
and the music to a song.

Like the kind of thing that happens,
at a special place and time,
that will change our lives forever,
like a fantasy of mine.

The fantasy was there before
I ever knew your name,
and now that I have found you,
things will never be the same.

So, pardon, if I look at you;
forgive me if I stare,
at the fantasy I knew before
I saw you standing there.

I was always hoping
that you would come along,
like the answer to a prayer,
and the music to a song.