My Turn
I was just sitting here wondering, when will it be my turn
I know it may sound selfish, but how long must my heart yearn
When will I have the good fortune to meet the love of my life
When can I abandon all of the heartache that cuts like a knife?
Filled with love overflowing, I sit anxiously and wait
Waiting for Prince Charming to come in and improve my fate
To ride in and overwhelm me with a love so very strong
A love so wondrous and magical I’ll know it’s where I belong.
Am I just fooling myself by dreaming an impossible dream?
Is true love just a fairy tale that’s never what it seems?
Should I get up and go out and forget about Mr. Right
Or should I just accept any man who can be Mr. Right tonight.
The problem is, that I have standards, morals, and a goal
I want a man I can connect with in our minds, bodies, and soul
I don’t wont to settle, I refuse to be swayed
I will not accept just any man in an effort to get laid.
God please tell me when will it be my turn to be truly happy?
Maybe that sounds mushy, I guess I am kind of sappy
But I just don’t understand, am I asking to much
To want a man who is sensitive and loving with his touch.
Not asking for status just let my position be
Not asking for riches, gold won’t satisfy me
What would I do with money enough to burn
All I want to know is when will it be MY turn.
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