The clothes are drying
The dog is whining
And I'm waiting to hear his truck in the drive
Because the moment
I see his face, hear his voice
I'll feel happy and come alive
The way he watches me
Do household things
Like I'm some type of Sexy Dream
How he grabs my face
kisses me soft
And calls me baby girl
I love it...a lot.
Working man hands, protective strive
My man
Makes me feel happy
and Come alive.
xo
Indy
