Dream Boy

He's very dangerous
he's very adventurous
he's very flirtatious
he's very gracious

perfectly sculpted body
he's the perfect hotty
he knows how to party
and it's me he's always guarding

I'm his treasure
his love can't be measured
motorcycling is a pleasure
fighting is too leisure

I see him when I close my eyes
he's my out of reach prize
for every time I open my eyes
I always begin to cry

because he's my dream boy
something only my conscience can enjoy
like a child's broken toy
he's something I can't physically enjoy