Every single one of us
Will someday find the one we love.
But the details of the time and place
Will all be determined by the hands of fate.
The question I ask is simple and true,
And it’s a question I know is in your mind too.
Where is the one I truly love,
The one who’ll fit me like a glove?
How long must I quietly wait
To possess that most precious date
In time where I will find the one
Who’ll help me fly toward the soaring sun?
I’ll wait forever if I must
But at this time I want to thrust
The hands of the clock forward
So that I will move toward
The one I truly love,Who’ll help me fly like a dove.