34 years and you've kept me from her
We have yet to meet but
I've dreamed a time or 2
More than one close call
I thought it was you
I'm far passed impatient
You've deprived me of time
Will she have red hair?
Will her eyes be blue?
I grow tired and the less I care
What I want is changing
Will she even recognize me?
I've developed strength all alone
I want to be strong together
I worry all my shots have been blown
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