Dear, Mr. Right

Dear Mr. Right, can you shoot
me a glance?

Could you tell me what is wrong?
Could you teach me your speacial little dance?

Your charm is undefeatable,
your feet are undescreable,

your thoughts and words are strong,
you've been falling for me all along?

Please tell me Mr. Right
would you fly a kite,
high into the sky,
with my face tattooed in place,
just to know i am close to home?

So Dear, Mr. Right
with everything so neet,
just tell me when
how
what
where our faces will meat.