I want to be picked up in
One of his cars
Preferably the Chevy truck
With a smile 'cross his mug
Saying how long he's been waiting to see me
Even though it's only been a few hours
I want butterflies to destroy my stomach
And I want him to take my hand
As he drives like it's always been that way
I want to go to his favorite restaurant
And let him order for me
Because he knows what's good and what I like
I want him to look up at me while we're eating
And tell me there's something
Right...
Right...
There and kiss me
Not passionately, just a peck
I want him to take my hand confidently
Then open my side door and kiss me again
I want him to drive aimlessly for miles
Throw the car in "park" randomly
Lean over, tossing his seatbelt to his door
And kiss me over and over and over
Until our lips are entirely beestung
I want him to take me to the movies
And allow me to watch the film
Clasping my hand through its entirety
I want him to walk me out of the theaters
Pick me up and spin me around
Making me feel like a girl
I want him to stop some place sketchy
But with a florist around the corner
I want him to kiss me again
Before he gets out and locks all the doors so I'm safe
I want him to come back with a bouquet
Of red tulips with a note that reads:
"See, I remembered"
I want him to tell me he loves me
I want him to grin while I sob lightly
Then gently kiss my tears away
Tenderly wiping them from the planes of my face
I want you to feel proud and know my love
I want you to drive me home
Holding my hand the whole way there