Hell or High Cold Water

Anticipation and dread
Mix inside as one
With so much emotion
it's hard to find fun

Looking into the darkness
mists before me lie
quit now, while I'm ahead
or is the chance worth the try

Swirling emotions
uncertainty and fear
does she want to push me out
or does she want me near

Waiting, waiting, waiting
seems that's all I ever do
But the problem with my waiting
is that I'm never quite sure who

It is I'm waiting for
Perhaps it's the one I don't see
Hiding in plain sight
She could be just in front of me

Or maybe I'm too picky
too choosy in likes and loves
Will I be ready to make a choice
when push comes to shove?

Confident I am
That one is out there for me
in some small town or village
or maybe waiting in the city

And till then, I'll bide my time
But biding time is hard to do
I begin to see the truth in that
patience is a virtue

But, come the Hell or cold high water
Nothing will keep me from that day
when we do lunch, go out to lunch
And I'll hear what she has to say

AcB 6.21.97