What am I suppose to do,
When I have no one to say I love you.
The loneliness comes and goes,
And when I find my Love of my life only the Lord knows,
There are times that I just sit and stare at the door,
Wishing someone will come through and sweep me up off the floor,
I am here sitting next to the phone waiting for your call,
Knowing that one day the Lord will bring you to me to catch me so I do not fall.
Feeling alone inside is something that I really fear,
But I know that the Lord has someone coming to be here.
This is why I get on my knees and I thank the Lord every night,
Because He has my heart waiting for Mr./Mrs. Right.
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