Waiting on My Ride Or Die(response to 12Gauge858 Looking 4 My Ride Or Die)

INTRO (SPOKEN) (Soft rain on the roof. Low violin and piano.) I've walked a lotta long roads... Stood in a lotta doorways... Loved and lost a couple times... But I'm still waitin' on that one man... That finally feels like home. VERSE 1 I ain't askin' for perfection Lord knows I ain't perfect too Just a man with a steady heart And a little wild runnin' through The kind that grabs my hand dancin' Spin me round like I'm his world Pulls me close in kitchen lightin' Slow dancin' like I'm his only girl The kind that laughs until he's cryin' At memes that don't make sense at all Turns a Monday into magic Just by answerin' my call PRE-CHORUS He ain't gotta wear designer Ain't gotta drive a fancy car Just somebody who sees forever When he looks at who you are CHORUS I'm waitin' on my ride or die That hold-on-tight, stay-all-night kind The one who loves bein' loved And ain't afraid to show it sometimes The kind that dances with me in the rain at night Makes a muddy street feel like paradise No games, no drama, just you and I Yeah, I'm waitin' on my ride or die (Violin answers the last line.) VERSE 2 I want the kind that loves affection Lets me rest against his chest The kind that knows an argument Ain't worth failin' every test Maybe we cool off for a few hours Maybe we take a little space But before the moon gives up the night We're smilin' face to face The kind that plays those late-night video games Then sets the controllers down for me Rolls the dice on board game Sundays Finds joy in every little thing we need PRE-CHORUS 2 Somebody who believes real love Still means somethin' these days And don't run every time life Throws a little rain our way CHORUS I'm waitin' on my ride or die That hold-on-tight, stay-all-night kind The one who loves bein' loved And ain't afraid to show it sometimes The kind that slow dances in the kitchen lights Makes a tiny room feel like paradise No games, no drama, just you and I Yeah, I'm waitin' on my ride or die BRIDGE (Music drops to acoustic guitar and soft synth pads.) He don't gotta be perfect He just gotta be real The kind that still believes butterflies Matter after years The kind that grabs my hand When life gets rough And reminds me Love is worth every storm we standin' in When it's us FINAL CHORUS I'm waitin' on my ride or die That forever-and-ever kind of ride The one who still gets excited Every time he pulls in the drive The kind that loves the little moments The quiet laughs and midnight talks The kind that makes a hard day better Just by walkin' through the door Yeah, I'm waitin' on my ride or die And when I find him, Lord I'll know why All these roads led him right to my side OUTRO (Violin and harmonica duet begins, soft synth glow.) Female Ad-Libs: Where are you... Yeah... I've saved a space for you... Right here beside me... Just me and you... Dancin' through this life... Maybe you're lookin' too... Maybe you're lookin' too... (Violin, harmonica, and acoustic guitar fade together.)