Mr. Right and Mr. Wrong

I've searched for days, I've searched for years. And still you're no where near... I thought I've spotted you a few times, in a slow wink, or in a hot sweaty car. But he turned out to be Mr. wrong, He turned out to be singing a completely different song... So I will live- and do the things I love to do. And hopefully soon- you'll do them too. And maybe somehow we'll meet- doing the same things at the same time- But I will no longer go out of my way.. It's always a waste of time- searching for something that exists only in ones mind... Mr. Right, and Mr. Wrong... I'm gonna sing my own song- and maybe oneday... you'll sing along... By Elena Moscatt