My Turn
Longing for My Turn: A Journey of Love and Patience
Lyrics
I see them walking down the road
I observe people walking together.
Hand in hand their eyes like gold
They are intimately connected, their eyes shining brightly.
Shining with the love I see within
Their eyes reflect the love they share.
I see the way you look at her
I notice how you gaze at her.
The way you laugh at what she says
You find joy in her words and laughter.
It makes me smile and yet I still feel it
It brings a smile to my face, but I still feel a pang of something.
That tiny pinprick in my soul
I feel a small, sharp pain in my soul.
It's not that I want to take you from her
I don't aim to take you away from her.
It's not that you're not quite the catch
You are indeed a great catch.
But every now and then I start thinking when is it my turn to feel the warmth
Yet, I wonder when I'll experience such warmth.
With every day that passes by
Each passing day adds to the passage of time.
Days turn to months and turn to years
Time keeps moving forward—days into months, months into years.
I try to stay happy and light
I try to remain happy and carefree.
Surrounded by the ones I love
I am surrounded by my loved ones.
Still every now and then again
Occasionally, my heart yearns for more.
My heart starts to beat and long
There's a longing within me.
For something more than I know when we
I hope for a deeper connection when we meet.
Finally meet and live together forever
To live together forever.
Is it as they say, or is it all just a dream
Is what they say true, or is it just a dream?
A dream that may never come true
A dream that might never materialize.
Sometimes I think I'm better off on my own
Sometimes, I contemplate if I'm better off alone.
But every now and then I start thinking when is it my turn
I ponder when it will be my chance.
When is it my turn to feel what you do when you are loved?
When will I experience the love you feel?
When is it my turn to never feel alone again
When will I no longer feel solitary?
When will it be my turn to feel the warmth?
When will I feel that warmth?
When is it my turn -to feel the warmth of somebody's arms
When will I feel the embrace of someone's arms?
When is it my turn -to feel the spark of love again
When will I feel the spark of love once more?
When is it my turn- to hold on and know she won't let go
When will I hold on, assured she won't let go?
When is it my turn- will the time never be mine?
When will it finally be my time?
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