Again I find myself,
Wondering how,
I keep ending up here,
But every time,
Each one seems ever more clear,
Each time I'm convinced,
This one's the best,
But I know this one,
Is better than the rest,
If only I could stop my head from twirling,
And the thoughts inside from swirling,
For I know my heart will be ever more broken,
If the words I seek are never spoken,
By the lips so sweet,
From the heart so kind,
Yet always here myself I find,
Aimlessly wandering,
In want of a heart like mine,
Knowing such a love,
Would be truly divine.
