Waiting On God:
I'm standing in this rain all alone
Handling this storm on my own
Craving your kiss and your touch
Wondering what it's like to be held
Sweep off my feet, and to be kissed
Wanting someone to hold my hand in an innocent embrace
I'm just a young lady, waiting on God, to bring the right one her way
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