8 billion

Out of over 8 billion people in this world
there's only one person I want
only one person I truly admire
and one person that is my soul mate

The person I want, I think about daily
the person I admire, pulls me through
my soul mate is destined to meet me
though death might arrive before it

So in the same matter,
out of 8 billion people,
someone wants you, admires you
and then there's your soulmate

Your soulmate may come too late, but there's no harm to hope
The person who worships you, will stick by you 'till it's gone
The person that wants you,
will be by you no matter how big or little the situation

I could tell those things to you
But they are all lies,
no one is perfect, no perfect love,
no perfect life

Because out of 8 billion people,
chances are you'll never meet your soulmate
and out of 8 billion wishes
a few come true

But out of all 8 billion people
the person I want, is you