Dream

Woe to the lost love that was never found.
I want something more to sustain me.
The knight in shindig armor never arrived.
He got caught up somewhere, busy with something.
And I think "is this all life?"
Is this all there is: this life?
Just waiting and waiting for some type of arrival?
Waiting for a stamp of approval?
Waiting for you to take notice?
See me!!!
And make it beautiful.
You know: like I wrote you.
You were just beautiful to me.
In the moments I am alone,
And I think why can't I have that love?
Why can't it be true?
Why so much misery and pain?
And it's plain to see, I wait.
And wait.
And wait for some ship to come in.
Something to tell me I am not so lost.
Somewhere on the next horizon,
There is that love that was lost.
The love I found in me.
And it was a dream.