I am a hopeless romantic,
looking for someone to hold.
I grasp my heart,
so tender and frail,
searching for someone foretold.
I could tell you to stay,
but that's all on your own.
We choose our own destiny,
whether that is too bold.
We believe we're not good enough
for one quite told ,
but that just shows,
we're searching for someone to hold.
I don't know how I feel about this one...
