My Turn

I was just sitting here wondering, when will it be my turn I know it may sound selfish, but how long must my heart yearn When will I have the good fortune to meet the love of my life When can I abandon all of the heartache that cuts like a knife? Filled with love overflowing, I sit anxiously and wait Waiting for Prince Charming to come in and improve my fate To ride in and overwhelm me with a love so very strong A love so wondrous and magical I’ll know it’s where I belong. Am I just fooling myself by dreaming an impossible dream? Is true love just a fairy tale that’s never what it seems? Should I get up and go out and forget about Mr. Right Or should I just accept any man who can be Mr. Right tonight. The problem is, that I have standards, morals, and a goal I want a man I can connect with in our minds, bodies, and soul I don’t wont to settle, I refuse to be swayed I will not accept just any man in an effort to get laid. God please tell me when will it be my turn to be truly happy? Maybe that sounds mushy, I guess I am kind of sappy But I just don’t understand, am I asking to much To want a man who is sensitive and loving with his touch. Not asking for status just let my position be Not asking for riches, gold won’t satisfy me What would I do with money enough to burn All I want to know is when will it be MY turn.