I cry for the love that I never found.
And the passions that I never knew,
I yearn for that love to seek me out,
Some day from way out of the blue.
I know that real love don\'t come easy,
Or that passion is not guaranteed,
But in the pit of my stomach, its queasy,
For the lover that I really need.
All my life I just feel I\'ve been cheated,
Not experienced the love I wished for,
But my poor bleeding heart\'s now in need,
And life\'s sparkles\'s begun to recede.
Knowing romance is lovely yet painful,
And as we get older and frailer we learn,
As we seek out that particular someone,
Leaving all of our bridges to burn.
Yes, we simply give up on those passions,
Because that\'s not important no more,
So we just settle for something platonic,
\'Coz our sex life\'s walked straight out the door.
Oh, I do hope that someone will find me,
And give me new hope and belief.
Yes, I long for that someone who\'ll love me.
But I pray they have hair and good teeth !