I cannot give you the world or offer you all the stars to choose your favourite, I may not be god enough to make the sun shine your kind of bright, or make the moon visit you at noon, I can't make the rain fall on you or make the time stop so you can achieve all your dreams or even make all the dark skinned voluptuous African women stop and stare in amazement or have them kneel seeking salvation when you pass by but I can love you just as perfect