who said every shoe has its pair, but then where is mine?
the theory seems to work for the pretty ones, but not for my kind
when i took you away from your drunken roomies, out of your place

you told me that i had to be your champion with handsome face

everything's cool

as far as i see
i just need to follow your lead
but seems you are my destiny

how can it be?

i'm glad you're mine

one of a kind
i'm happy you came to the rescue of mine
somehow you found

i was a clown
and turned me around
as i was down on my luck


i'm glad you're mine
drinking my wine

i'm happy you arrived in the nick of time
when i was down
forced to be crowned

making no sound
unhappy and drunk


so glad you're mine
you were meant to be mine