The Love is blind, it needs the sight of dogs to move.
The dog is me, I can release my love to see.
I know I have a choice, I see I have a use.
You say I’m untrained for the house, I say I’m me.

They rush to find another dog, but I wag my tail.
I’m sure I’m their only option, so I wait.
I grin and say that this dog is for sale.
And that I’m sure to fit my owner great

Me and her go off into life, against the drive.
I play the game of catch with her, she is the catch.
Go down on fours, ask her become my wife.
Because this dog knows when he’s found his match.

We find a house so good for both of us to live.
I’m grateful that she gave this dog a place to give.