To a woman I have yet to meet, here is the heart that continues to beat.  I know you do not know, but if only you knew though.  Woman the things I would do for you, and if only you really knew.  I have tried time and time again, to make you my woman.  Each time you turned me down, and each time it felt like my heart hit the you are different every time, not the same face or the same eyes. Never the same lips or hips, and the heart is never in its place, so I continue to look.  I look and look, but I see you not.  I pray and wait, but where are you now my love, true love, where are you now.  O how it hurts me to wait for you, and each day it is harder too. I cannot begin to imagine the things you must be going through.  Yet, if you hurt like I do, then woman you must be feeling the same way, maybe we spend just half of half a day.