I will keep waiting until the fateful day finally comes
to find out if my despondent heart will still run tantrums
when you walk down the isle with a veil masking your face
I hope to see your charcoal black soul in a snow white dress
I pray to know the day you ultimately take to the alter
and the beautiful convoy you'll be taking along
I want to see and prove that you won't falter
when you see me, I want to see the fittest and the strong
the one righting my wrong, the one you won't play like a song
I want to attend your wedding to know who won the title
the one who tethered your heart with a rope tougher than sisal
the person who'll slit the throat to your precious goat
uproot the peg of your chastity and take even the nylon rope
one who'll steal your fear and get you aboard that boat
I'm waiting for he for whom you'll hopelessly fall and elope,
the Mr. Right you won't scatter from flying in fright
who'll perch the eagle of your childish pride from flight
I'm thirstily waiting for he who'll finally cage the butterfly
he to whom after saying hello you won't matter goodbye
I'm waiting to see he who reached the promised land
sadly wallowing at the mountain top whilst he takes your hand
I hunger to see the man to whom you make a wife
and for this reason I tirelessly ask God for a long life
for time is a snail, an arch nemesis of haste
but I want to see the kind who appeals to your taste
everyone has fallen for the dawn of your beauty through the years
you've broken hearts and reduced eyes to tears
So I am waiting to witness the calm of melancholic rain
the very end to the pain, the knight in shining armour
the captain of your romance train, king of the reign
I'm so waiting for the one to whom you're stringed by karma