Whole years gone, waiting,
And so many of the dreams of childhood
were forced to give way to reason and reality.
I would never find the love or the fairy tale ending,
And sometimes the loneliness
Was more than I could bear.
I met Susan in my thirty-fourth year,
And everything has changed, everything I knew.
Disillusion is fading, and the crushing pangs, gone.
There is love like I hoped there was,
And all the reasons pondered were wrong.
She loves me so, having waited and wondered, too.
Two souls apart, alone and confused.
So sometimes reason and reality is not enough,
Suffering alone and separate in a landscape of waste,
When faith in love was the thing to embrace.