Whoever is writing my life's song, I wonder, why is it taking him so long? The person must be 'Someone Special', I tell, In the lines of my fate, the one who will dwell. Eyes are fixed upon the roads that lead to me, Sooner or later, a visitor will tour them surely. I will assert my right over someone, someday, Within my heart, these hopes always stay. A moment will certainly come, as time will unfurl, In my favour, when destiny will always swirl. It is inscribed upon your heart, they say, The name that will be yours one day. As someone wishes, so does it come to be, After a long wait, the one you meet finally. He must have planned something great, The one who is tracing the lines of my fate. Whoever is writing my life's song, I wonder, what is taking him so long? The person must be 'Someone Special', I tell, In the lines of my fate, the one who will dwell.