As I stood there at the crossroads of life waiting for The One,
I noticed her standing there too,
Looking like she was waiting for someone.
Every time I looked at her, I heard the violins begin to play,
I thought I should tell her, about the way I felt about her,
But then stopped myself and said maybe some day.
Cause I did not really think she would give me a chance,
As I was not worth a fortune and certainly did not know how to dance.
It was then that I resolved that instant to molt,
Out of being my usual self, into being like John Colt.
And as I was getting there....
Lo and behold, one day she turned up as a bride,
All decked up in finery with a husband by her side.
She looked so lovely, so beautiful and pure,
That I realized she was the one person I truly adored.
I could not help myself as a tear escaped my eye,
Cause my vision got blurrier and my throat went dry.
But alas, I knew it was too late....oh what a sad twist of fate!
It has been quite some time from then to now,
But I still find myself waiting for The one somehow,
The one I would so love to call my wife,
A person who would love me and be an integral part of my life......
But as I wait for that day to dawn,
I loathe this waiting, even though it felt nice initially going through all the dating.
