Is She Out There?

Why is it I wonder?
Should I even bother?
All the women I ever wanted in my life.
Always become someone else's wife.
I ponder this question late at night.
Knowing she's just out of sight.
So I continue to travel on life's winding path,
Fighting off loneliness painful wrath.
Looking for the day our eyes will meet.
In the fields where the flowers grow, beautiful and sweet.