Waiting In The Rain

On a rainy day,

Yet  wait again.

For him to appear,

And whisk me off into that magical place.

Where everyone is happy and gay.

Yet as i sit here,

I know that he'll never appear.

And with this lack of hope,

I know that all i'll ever do is sit around and mope.

While waitind for my prince charming,

To magically appear,

And whisk me off to that magical place.