Tired of playing this game
100 first dates the same
Making plans with ghosts
When what I want most…

I want someone who makes my bed rock
A woman who’s loving just won’t stop
When she grabs my hand
Takes me to that Promised Land
I want someone who makes my bed rock

I want someone who is my bedrock
A woman who loves me and just won’t stop
Put my ring on her hand
My heart’s safe space to land
I want someone who is my bedrock

I’m tired of losing this game
Catfish pics are so f’n lame
At the end of the day
All I’ve got to say . . .

I want someone who makes my bed rock
A woman who’s loving just won’t stop
When she grabs my hand
Takes me to that Promised Land
I want someone who makes my bed rock

I want someone who is my bedrock
A woman who loves me and just won’t stop
Put my ring on her hand
My heart’s safe space to land
I want someone who is my bedrock

Tired of playing this game
Nobody’s calling my name
At the end of the day
All I’ve got to say . . .

I’ll make your bed rock
My loving just won’t stop
I want to grab your hand
Take you to the Promised Land
I’ll make your bed rock

I’ll be your bedrock
Love you and won’t ever stop
Put a ring on your hand
Be your heart’s safe space to land
I’ll be your bedrock