Chasing what's not there
Chasing what's not mine
Chasing without a care
Chasing what I'll never find
At least that's how I feel
Each day I walk alone
Wondering if it's real,
A love to call our own.
How many times will you tell me
That God has a master plan.
It's all his perfect timing
Just let him take your hand.
Well finally I'm sick of this
This game He likes to play
Enough of stupid games and tricks
Bring something that will stay
Because I've seen just enough tears
To want to try again
When it's true that year after year
My heart has yet to mend.
What is it I'm chasing?
Is it really there to find?
My heart just won't stop racing
Scared it won't just 'happen in time.'
Well this is it, I'm telling you
I'm done waiting around
Finally accepting the bitter truth
It's just not there to be found.
If it always 'wasn't meant to be,'
Why should I even try?
Well if you won't give love to me
At least won't you tell me why?
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