Of finally meeting the guy that God will send my way.
I’m excited to meet, the man at the altar beside me he will sit.
Can I choose a gown ornate? And pick the calendar date?
So how does he looks like, what does he do,
What sports does he play?
Or is he a bystander like me?
Where will I meet him and how will I know?
Or have I met him and that chance I blew?
Too many questions running on my mind
Too many names, to many faces lined…
How would I know, how would I find out…
My brain goes on and on, I’m afraid it might burnout.
Was he the guy I met at starbucks who was wearing tux?
Was he the guy in high school who was so un-cool?
Was he the guy at the party, who told me his sad story?
Or is he an unfamiliar face…a guy from some unknown race?
Is he going to be lovable and romantic?
How will he propose? Will the ring be fantastic?
How will our lives together be? How many kids should I foresee?
Would they have their dad’s smile and my eyes?
Can you see I’m excited? My heart’s so elated.
And even If I haven’t met him, my love for him’s over the brim.
I must contain myself though, and prevent my exhilaration to peep through
Cause I might scare and send him away before love says hello.
I should be nice and smile to everyone then,
For love might come, I never know when
Who knows, today might be that day….
That the right guy will pass by my way…