I’m not living, I’m just killing time
Waiting for the perfect time
When will true love come in time?
God has perfect timing; never early, never too late.
It takes a little patience and faith,
But it’s worth the wait.
Waiting for love is like waiting in line,
You’ll never know who’s for you in line.
Every night I talk to God
Asking if you are fine,
For in the moment you’ll be mine,
The both of us won’t be waiting in line.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 10:15 AM UTC
I’m not living, I’m just killing time
Waiting for the perfect time
When will true love come in time?
God has perfect timing; never early, never too late.
It takes a little patience and faith,
But it’s worth the wait.
Waiting for love is like waiting in line,
You’ll never know who’s for you in line.
Every night I talk to God
Asking if you are fine,
For in the moment you’ll be mine,
The both of us won’t be waiting in line.
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