By Roger Williams (2008)

True love is long coming
My heart won’t stop longing
For the kind of romance that inspires
The kind that’s consuming
And won’t leave me yearning
For it will have filled all desires

Is there such a love?
Will it hurry up and come?
My longing: it has me on fire
This fire that burns,
Makes it so hard to learn
that love will act when it desires

So, here I am
With no scheme, no plan
To find true love here or o’er there
For when love arrives,
‘twill be so sweetly divine
That there will be no doubt it’s here