How long must she wait?
When will her desires be met?
When will it all be over?
The bitter sting of regret.

All she wanted; was love,
Someone to hold her for life.
The soul-mate that she longed for,
The one to make her his wife.

And as she sits and waits;
For the love she so desires.
Her head rest in slumber,
Her eyes grow heavy and tired.

Tomorrow is a brand new dawning,
Where she will wait another day.
One day her soul-mate will find her,
And take her far away.

She sits and waits for her love,
The one she most desires.
And soon he will be with her,
Before her eyes grow tired.

Her body heaves a sigh now,
And her breathing is shallow and slow.
"Her love" is right beside her,
Saying "come we have to go"

And as he takes her hand in his,
She feels lighter than air.
She hasn't even noticed,
She has left her body there.