Just be real
Is what I hear a lot
Cause I should know the colour scheme to my wedding
But here’s the deal
I am being real
I admit that my heart’s sore
Being disappointed a lot
Or maybe its that I haven’t grown up
Secretly waiting for my
I hate to say it, it sounds so cheesy
Don’t judge me
I’m waiting for my ‘BIG LOVE’
Though at times I’m not quite sure what I’m looking for
Basic wants is a deep connection
You know, someone that knows whats up
But then again I may be flawed in my thought
It goes beyond a physical touch
Indescribable but I hope you know what I mean
The happily ever after
A love that’s beyond this world
Do you think its possible?
My reference point is the cross
A man to love me as Christ loves the church
That can’t be too much?
If it was then God would not have set it as the standard, or am I being unreasonable?
Experience prompts me to lower my expectation, a woman I know told me all men are infidels
Did I read too many fairy tales?
Cause the old woman’s tale told me to prepare for men to disappoint, that they are all the same
You may think she’s insane but she was once like I was, excitedly expectant of her love
But I’m not looking for a man that’s like man, but one that’s Christ’s like
It’s possible, it’s possible…