105 is the number that comes to my head when I think of all the years I wanna be with you. Wake up every morning with you in my bed that's precisely what I plan to do. And you know one of these days, when I get my money right. Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life will forever be enough, so there ain't no need to rush. But one day, I won't be able to ask you loud enough, I'll say, "Will you marry me?" I swear that I will mean it.
