Written by: Lary Houston

I know you're out there somewhere.

I pray someday we'll meet.

Maybe down some country lane

or a busy city street.

I'm not looking for a servant.

I can take care of myself.

I'm not looking for a barbie doll

to place upon a shelf.

I don't need someone to lead me

or to follow far behind.

I need someone to walk beside me,

someone who longs to find...

...the perfect combination

of love, of life, of dreams.

and walk the twisting path of life

like a smoothly flowing stream.