Time is ticking
Dreams of him, the kids, dog and white picket fence
Are slowly losing its possibility of reality
This life I envisioned as a child, is it meant for me?
"Wait", they tell me, "love will find you"
Dare I ask "did it find you?"
Lonely nights, cold sheets and party of one
I have grown accustomed to
And so I wait.....for love to find me
To scoop me away from my harsh realities
