3 May 2012
Love searching through a thousand faces,
Trying to find my angel in oh so many places.
Frustration and loneliness take their hold on me,
My heart like a caged bird waiting to be set free.
I raise my head determined to keep trying,
After all without the search, it feels just like I'm dying.
Do you think I'm picky? Do you think I should settle?
My heart knows what it wants, I'm not made of metal.
I know I'll find you one day and 'til that day Im waiting,
I want us to be as happy as two lovers in a painting!
Search • Opuss № I