Very Own Human

Look at this boy, with his eyes full of frown
Look at his hair, is so lovely and brown
He fits into my world
He calls me his girl
He says he'll go buy me a ring
And then we can marry in the summer spring
Well, isn't that great, I can't even wait

He's my very own human, made of the same fabric
He's my very own human, made of the same fabric

My boy is always in some other place
His mind is floating round in outer space
But I can call him home again
'Cause we are special friends
We go to a place and walk straight into the crowd
I walk by his side cause he makes me so proud
I write him a love song or two
Well, I could write more than a few

He's my very own human, made of the same fabric
He's my very own human, made of the same fabric