Love is full of patience and love is kind
But full of contestant repetition
Difference faces but we’ve all been through that conversation
Sure they say practice makes perfect
But this stupid routine is betting permanent.
The idea of falling over and over and over again
The cycle that starts to warmth might end in pain
Some of us are not the lucky ones
Who meet them at the very first moment

No some of us are always looking
Always the one searching
For some reason we’re here waiting
Some of us don’t even bother to find it
Some of us believe fate will take charge
But sometimes when we don’t realize it
The waiting becomes something of a habit

When we finally meet love in its flesh
We are caught either by surprise to what we expected
Or be in that beautiful sensation of passion
I pictured love with a bright smile and knows my favorite songs
But love did show me him however love did not say it was him

Love can fool us, love can pester us
Love is kind and love is patient
It’s just us who has to wait for it