Sometimes I get lonely as I wait for him to come.
To see my prince in shining armour, glowing like the sun.
It's difficult to wait, but with God's help it can be done.
As I lie here and dream about the things I hope to be,
Something in my head tells me to wait and be happy,
To be content and pray that God's will is plain to see.
As much as I want to be with another human being,
I resolve to be content to be a daughter of the King,