The Hopeless Romantic

Am I a hopeless romantic?

I think I am

Everywhere I Go

And every time I see a happy joyful couple

I wish that was me

And so I close my eyes and I try to imagine how.

I would be in that very situation

With a loving husband next to me

As we sit under the orange tree

Basking in the sun

He holds my hand and tells me how dear I am

And I feel Jehovah's love with me

As we stare into the amazing sky

We think of our future together

Now and forever

And the amazing places we'll see

And I feel

Jehovah's love with me