Waiting, waiting, waiting for her to show,
Thinking it's her but I am always wrong.
Searching for the one I can get to know,
The one I can love, that will make me strong.

Waiting, awaiting, remaining to wait.
I question if she will ever arrive,
You laugh however, I believe in fate,
She will come, a lovely mistress to wive.

Oh I will continuously linger
Until she comes. For I must have much faith.
How unreasonable to wait longer
Trust me, she must come, I do believeth.

Someone to pour my entire soul out too,
Just have to wait for exclusively you.