I find myself searching for something under my nose.
Looking for the place where love grows.
Wondering why I can't find it here or there,
Searching far and wide, but never anywhere.
I feel like the search is destined to fail
I pray that depression may not prevail,
And that my Love will someday set sail,
And I'll find a bride awaiting behind a vale.
May God direct her to my door,
I pray I learn to love her more
For God having brought her to me,
Let patience rule my heart give to thee.
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