Am I wrong to search the world over before I Lay with someone that doesn’t make my blood boil when she walks in to the room Is it so far fetched that I would see the stars in her eyes . or that her smile would bless the room with light . is it wrong to hope that when I hold her in my arms that I would feel whole and complete . or that she could speak and it tickle my ear with a pleasurable flock of goose bumps . the search must go on before I lay my head in the wrong arms I think somewhere