I'm Searching For That True Woman
Youth is a period without commitment,
most prefer the thrill of adventure over ties;
the family word is a very distant thought...
that's when carelessness meets all dangers!
I'm searching for that true woman
who's ready to give herself entirely to me,
who can listen to an unbeliever's plea;
I prefer the sweet taste of honey, not sour lemon...
I had enough of painful lies and despised bitterness,
what would really make me happy is togetherness!
I can't deceived naive hearts and male them bleed,
I've bled enough myself to use this trick on others;
God, forgive me I was selfish, defending my creed...
my conscience has waken me up to right my wrongs!
I'm searching for that true woman,
why do I hesitate to charm her
and put a gold ring on her finger?
It's awesome to have someone to own!
I'm searching for that true woman;
could she possibly be you or someone else?
I'm searching for that true woman...
dedicating myself to her and end pretense!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2024
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