You know I don’t believe in soul mates
Because there’d be too many ways
A person could screw himself over
And be unhappy for all of his days—
Then what would happen to his mate?
You know I don’t believe in soul mates
Because some people may never be
Good or holy or mature enough
To be worthy of matrimony.
So what would happen to their mates?
I do not believe in soul mates,
In one person being your destiny—
Because we’d never find that one
Among the fish within the sea—
And what would happen to our mates?
No, I don’t believe in soul mates.
Even though God brought us together,
And it feels like we’re made for each other,
I could be happy with many another.
What would happen to your mate?
Well, I don’t believe in soul mates,
Even though our powerful Lord
Knew from the beginning of time
You and I would strike a chord.
What would we do if we were mates?
I said, before, and I’ll say it again,
Despite what my experience claims:
Soul mates? Oh, they’re not a thing!
But… what about twin flames?