A Love Of My Own

A Love Of My Own - Carla Thomas

I look at the mountains

I look at the sun

I look at everything

Mother Nature has done

Then I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own

I look at the skyline

I look at the trees

I look at the moonlight

I feel the soft breeze

Then I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own

Love how I've waited for you

But it looks like you'll never come

So I sit down

Sit down and think the thing over

Is it something I've done

I look at the flowers in fullest bloom

I should be happy

But I'm filled with gloom

'Cause I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own

'Cause I wanna know

Why can't I find a love of my own