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In the quiet of the dusk, under skies so vast, I stand here waitin', for love that'll last. Soft hands I yearn for, not shy of the thorns, To grasp my heart gently, and heal what's worn. I'm waitin' for the one, who ain't afraid of pain, Who knows that love's not just sunshine, but also rain. Someone to hold this heart, keep it close and tight, Through the stormy days and into the calm nights. My spirit, weathered, but warmth in my soul, Longs to be free, to be made whole. So I stand here patient, under the moon's glow, Waitin' for love, where passion and peace flow.