I’m only ever in your arms at times
when other girls are nowhere in our sight.
They are worth hundreds and I am worth dimes;
I don’t want to be involved in this fight.

Do I not deserve you all to myself?
Am I not worthy of your endless love?
The secrets that you keep high on the shelf,
they will be hidden for some time above.

Now is the day you finally show me.
The shelf of secrets; they begin to fall.
You find my eyes with yours for me to see,
that this may be your one and only call.

You tell me honestly that I’m the one,
and for the rest of the girls–there are none.