To find the woman you truly love
Is like climbing the peaks of the highest mountains
Swimming the lengths of all the oceans
Running across the continents tirelessly in the heat
Like overcoming all the trials of the world
And standing gloriously on top of them all
True love is a blessed thing
It is an honest mans greatest possession
The fulfillment of his every honourable dream
A shining light hidden within every day
That allows him to get up every morning
Happy, refreshed and feeling ready for everything
A true companion is our greatest quest
To find it makes our hearts fully blessed
Someone to talk to; someone to share with
A friend that will always be there, never leave
Helping you through all of life's troubles
And showing you all of your faults
And so a true woman for us all does exist
We seek our every day, looking intently for her
Once we find her, all our sorrows will turn to joy
So our hearts will finally be happy, our emotions free
But to be rejected by your true love
Is a sorrow no man should bare
The emptiness that lies within the heart
Fears that haunt the every, wavering dream
A heart has been broken and shattered
Dreams have been ripped and torn to pieces
Gaping wounds are left within a raw soul
Knives left tearing their existence away
Pain which consumes, pain which within never ceases
So I lie on the floor, crippled in my pain
Slowly pulling together all the pieces which hold me within
And although I have experienced much scarring
I am still alive, bleak but continuing
Life must go on, so must my heart
But I survived to tell the tale
Of one true love, which love has lost
