He was standing at the top of the stairs
thin, but strong, handsome as could be
one look was all it took,
Bill was the man for me
I called him my Matador,
my knight in shining arms
nothing much have changed
since then, he's thin, strong, handsome,
older his pace of life have changed,
30 years isn't long enough,
to give to those you love.
Yes he's still my Matador
the only man I've ever loved