The dream I dream may not come, but it gives me hope of happiness.
The thoughts I think may be idiotic but it gives me hope of passion.
The want of love my heart desires may be far,
but time will pass,
as time will give me my greatest desires,
as pain will grant me the strength my heart needs as the shield of which I wait.
For when the time of which I wait is over,
your arms will be my home and my fragile heart will belong to you