How Much I Daven For You

You walk by, and I lower my gaze

But in my heart, I'm lighting up for days

I don't say much, I keep it all inside

But I ask Hashem each night, "Please let her be mine"

In a world that rushes past the sacred slow

You're a whisper of truth that I somehow know

And when I see your kindness overflow

I feel it in my soul—it's more than just hope

You don't know how much I daven for you

In every Kaddish, in every word I choose

You're the name I don't say out loud

But I lift it high above the crowd

You don't know how much I daven for you

I saw you bentching at that Friday meal

And something in me shifted, real and still

You carry modesty like it's a crown

And my heart says "soon," though the time's not now

Sometimes I pass you in the shul's old hall

And I wonder if you sense it all

That there's a story waiting to unfold

If it's in His plan, if it's in His call

You don't know how much I daven for you

In my quiet, where only Hashem sees through

You're the tefillah that I can't yet name

But every word still feels the same

You don't know how much I daven for you

I'm not rushing fate, I'm just holding space

For the right time, the right place

And if you're meant to walk beside me one day

I'll wait, I'll pray, I'll stay

You don't know how much I daven for you

With every chapter of Pirkei Avos too

You're the answer I don't yet pursue

But in my heart, it's all true

You don't know how much I daven for you