Everyone has got someone,
That is, everyone but me.
When will love come my way?
When will it be love that I see?
 

Everyone has someone,
They are in love,
They feel distanced from me.
I feel forgotten,
Just having hope is not enough.
 

Some will go off to be married,
What then?
Will I just become a person that
They once had known?
Oh, how I ache for the good old days,
My heart is aching so.
 

Will they remember the good old times
Or will I just become another name on a
Christmas card?
I keep on living,
But it is getting too heard.
 

What's the point of going on
When you have nothing to live for?
Sure I have my writing,
But to live, I need something more.
 

I keep waking up
Thinking that today might be the day
When my image of a prince will become real
And sweep me away.
 

Love comes too slowly,
Friends I begin to loose,
They are all lost in loves triangle,
Being taken by the tide,
The only thing I can withstand
Is the pain I feel on the inside.
 

My heart yearns for a love,
But time has taken it's toll.
I will forever be lonely and forgotten
Forever more.

July 4,2000