I stand here
waiting for a sign
anything that would tell me
that you are the one
I've waited so long for
but how can I believe
after all the times it frightens me
I can do nothing
but admit that
no-one likes to be the fool
still
we all face it
if we wish to seek
the often elusive love
I have doubts
and I wonder
when I get there
will there be anything
for me
the pain-
ah,yes-the pain..
I have known that
the pleasure remains
a long sought stranger
that I would want
to know better
if I dared to ask
would you help me
or leave me
as so many others
have done before