Looking for love is like waiting for an elevator,
waiting patiently for something to move you.
Not knowing who will be behind those doors
And once you’re in, what direction you’ll go.
Sometimes you’ll be stuck with bad people,
but they will leave, not extending their stay.
More people will call the elevator to their floor.
You will go to their level, but not stay there.
Soon the one will step in and meet your gaze,
then you’ll always be with your new love.
There are ups and downs, unwelcome guests,
and decisions to make about where to go
If you’ve found the on, don’t let them leave.
Ride out the rest of your journey together
until the elevator stops and one of you gets out