The Y story

If you ask me, why I don't give up so easily
Let me lay it down for you simply

Yes, I know the journey
To our life together isn't gonna be all smooth and pretty
But imagine this. You and me, we'll marry
By the beach, in a garden full of roses and strawberry
The honeymoon will be for two weeks or three
Somewhere in the Bahamas, Tahiti, Hawaii or Fiji

Then, we're gonna have lots of baby after baby
They're gonna be just like you hunny
Elegant, ambitious, charming, hot and sexy
I even thought of names, if it's a girl what about Bella or Fabie
We'll let the kids grow up and be what they want to be
Just make sure they go to school and don't become a junkie

I remember you saying, all that counts is money
We can work that out. Make lots and lots of money
As a surgeon I'll do some surgery
In my free time, I'll write some story
And make some movie
You'll design and make the gorgeous hotel uniforms all around Bali
We'll move there like you want, you prefer the hills like Kintamani
Or more the areas that're beachy?

Lets buy a nice house with a big yard, a pool and a Jacuzzi
There's no need of becoming so posh like a celebrity
We can just be rich, ordinary and happy
And if our dreams don't turn out the way they're suppose to be
It's alright. It's okay, as long as we're alive, together and healthy
We'll live many many years and make countless memory
Grow old and wrinkly together, but not ugly

If people don't get it, they don't have too, they'll just have to see
I think if we're happy, they too will be happy
All that matters in the end is you .. and .. me

I know all you're gonna say is: Crazy.
But all I wanna hear is: Will you marry me?

And all my friends would say: This is soo NOT me!