Borrowed Words

I'm waiting here for someone. Just who, I couldn't say. She's bringing my contentment. True love, I guess, someday. I may just wait forever. Again, this one last time. It's then, I shall endeavor To put our love in rhyme. By then, if I've forgotten Expressions lovers say; I thought that I'd just borrow From those I wrote today. That's why I don't mind waiting. I've got more time you see, To think of things more charming To say when love's with me. It's then, when I'm contented And know not what to say. I'll be so glad I waited And wrote of love this day. So let me write my love words To one I do not know. Though someday, they'll be borrowed, These words wrote long ago.