Mr. Right and Mr. Wrong
I've searched for days,
I've searched for years.
And still you're no where near...
I thought I've spotted you a few times,
in a slow wink, or in a hot sweaty car.
But he turned out to be Mr. wrong,
He turned out to be singing
a completely different song...
So I will live- and do the things I love to do.
And hopefully soon- you'll do them too.
And maybe somehow we'll meet-
doing the same things at the same time-
But I will no longer go out of my way..
It's always a waste of time-
searching for something that exists
only in ones mind...
Mr. Right, and Mr. Wrong...
I'm gonna sing my own song- and maybe oneday...
you'll sing along...
By Elena Moscatt
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