The recipe called for a bitter herb
I thought of you - one tear will do
The recipe called for a salty note
I thought of you - two tears suffice
The recipe called for a sour squeeze
I thought of you - one tear is right
The recipe called for an umami tone
I thought of you - four tears stirred in
The recipe called for a touch of sweet
I thought of you - my recipe is incomplete.

When I search for you,
Will I find you?
When I find you,
Will I meet you?
When I meet you,
Will I tell you?
When I tell you,
Where will you be?

I may not know the words,
but silence is all I speak through.
I may not know the plays,
but character is what”s true.
I may not know the ending,
but beginnings are about due.

I may not be the richest,
but I am richer by you.
I may not be the wisest,
but wisdom in loving you.
I may not be lovable,
but love is all I got for you.

So when I tell you,
Where will you be?