Asking God Where You Are

Sometimes I find myself staring toward that big, sparkling sky asking God to bring me the perfect man. The man who will complete me and make me feel higher than the highest mountain top, more beautiful than the biggest diamond, and more loved than we hear in fairytales. Sometimes I find tears on my pillow and sadness in my heart, and so I ask God to show me that special one. The one who can kiss those tears away and fill that empty hole and help me to grow. Sometimes I feel like I'm not being heard because I just can't seem to find the perfect man, that special one. I know you're really out there, maybe you're miles away or just right in front of me. But I know that wherever you are, you're waiting and praying for me just the same. So until I find the perfect man, that special one, I'll keep on looking at that big, sparkling sky, I'll keep on waiting for that beautiful, bright star, and I'll keep on asking God where you are.