To you hopeless romantic,
You wander these empty halls wishing to fill it with love
You dream of love meeting you on Saturday with roses and a coffee date.
But it's not your fate.
To you unlovable,
Do you really believe in love?
You who never felt but have been told how magical it is…do you think its true?
You wanted to feel needed but never really liked the ‘I really like you’ feeling.
How long has it been since you had some type of meaning?
To you unlovable hopeless romantic,
It feels like your not worth anyone’s time
Broken seems untrue but you now can’t deny that you really built walls a bit to high
You have so much love to give and there’s no one
Don’t wander so far down the dark empty halls
There’s always a bright open door
But how long can you really wait
when you know all the doors are tightly closed