Waiting For To Bloom

Everlong

Was the promise of my youth

Got lost and then confused

At last the sentiment’s diffused

Shaking my fists

At the chemistry within

How I wished my mind were thin

Oh if I only knew back when

God above

God made man

I sure could use a friend

Every now and then

Depth over

Distance as it’s said

Could never say just what I meant

Paint a picture instead

I chose you

On a silver afternoon

In a gothic arched room

Waiting for to bloom

Waiting for to bloom

Waiting for to bloom

I loved you

Broken, love you still

There’s so much more to fill

And I promise you I will

Son made flesh

Son made bone

Reflection of the love,

The love that we have shown

The love that we have shown

The love that we have shown

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