I will not live my life without fulfilling it.
My hunger for success will be forever on.
The willpower of me is strong, but is sometimes hard to see.
Will you please, please, please, show yourself to me?
I know you are out there, and I will find out who you are.
My longing for your love will only push me very far.
The stars in the sky eventually will give in.
Will someone, somewhere, show me how to win?
I can only guess who my perfect match will be.
My search drives on for the road that will take me to you.
The place that makes me feel perfect is not, but will be soon.
Will the sun revolve around me, for once instead of the moon?