the lil girl had a great fall... all the sweet ho's and all the fine men... just couldn't put her together again... then a clever ol fella with patience and glue put the lil one together, better than new... wined her and dined her made her feel good inside someone smashed her to pieces and both of them cried...

My Ideal Person this one's not looking for anyone at all...
pieces have finally been shattered too small...
to ever be put back together again...
hearts have been shredded, minds are in pain...
wonderful memories of things now broken...
to anyone else i'd give only token...
this one will have to get used to being alone...
erase all the hope, turn my heart to stone...
when a soul finds its mate, whether lover or friend...
and it gets torn away... it never will mend...