Mystery Prize

© 2010, Rebecca Loebe. All rights reserved.

You’re a peach, you’re a gem
You’re a prince among men
Love is a blessing, I know
Oh but I got my eye on the mystery prize
And it gets to me so

There are questions and answers
on decent first dates
In a heart that is open
while guarding its gates
But love is a fortress
of blood, sweat and stone
And once it’s been christened
don’t come down alone

You’re a peach, you’re a gem
You’re a prince among men
Love is a blessing, I know
Oh but I got my eye on the mystery prize
And it gets to me so

There are winners and losers
in football and horse races
Boggle and goose chases,
game shows and cards
But love is a blood sport,
you lose if you draw
You can only win if no one loses at all

You’re a peach, you’re a gem
You’re a prince among men
Your love is a blessing, I know
Oh but I got my eye on the mystery prize
It’s an unfair comparison choosing between
All that I’ve got versus all that could be waiting
Exhilaration, adrenaline, goose chasing
Saving the game at the 30 yard line
And it gets to me
Yeah it gets to me
Every time