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Oh, where oh where can my Bashert be?**use of term does not imply popular definition of said term.
When will the Lord send her to me
I've prayed to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my Bashert 'fore I leave this world.
I went out on dates in my daddy's car
I traveled places near and far
Years down the road, things had come to a head
A life was stalled, the drive all but dead
I thought "Should I stop?", "Should I move Left or move Right?"
I'll never forget the sound that night
The screamin' cries, the bustin' glass
The painful dream I thought had passed.
Oh, where oh where can my Bashert be?
When will the Lord send her to me
I've prayed to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my Bashert 'fore I leave this world.
One day I'll look up, after He's sent her 'round
There'll be people standing all around
Something warm rollin' through my eyes
Knowing somehow I found my Lady that night
She'll lift her head, I'll look at her and say
"HAREI AT MEKUDESHET LI."
I'll hold her close, and kiss her our first kiss
And treasure the love that I knew I had missed
From that day forth, every time I hold her tight
I found my love, my life that night.
Oh, where oh where can my Bashert be?
When will the Lord send her to me
I've prayed to heaven, so I got to be good
So I can see my Bashert** 'fore I leave this world.
Oooh~ ooooh~
*why? let's go with a general lack of keeping track of the Big Picture (or Puzzle...as it were;)
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