I’ve been waiting on a love song to sing to me.
I’ve been waiting on a love song to speak to me.
A kind melody to dance with me. A lullaby to soothe me.
A love song to rekindle love-memories.
The radio refuses to play what I need and my CD’s don’t work for me.
There are no melody makers strumming on my street.
No Mexican Serenade under my window. No Scott Joplin‘s Solace whispers to me.
I’ve been waiting for a love song to sing to me..to play for me..to croon just for me.
But, I think that the song that “I” need hasn’t been written, yet.