I wish I could see the future To know if you were meant for me So I could have a dream to look forward to And ease this onset of anxiety I wish I could read your heart Like a glowing crystal ball To know how you truly felt And if you did care for me after all I wish I could read the skyline The subconscious of your mind To know if there is something between us In any other time Dwelling I'm left with enormous thirst Like a half bloomed flower Waiting for it's moment to burst But not every bud blooms And not every future is certain And while you are lost in another flower field I am waiting beyond a clouded curtain Watching Waiting to feel your feet on my path Waiting for you to visit Will you pluck me in your wrath? Or plant yourself in the space next to mine
Not every bud blooms But this bud could bloom in time...