If there's one thing I hate, it's waste. I take my time out to be appreciated. It's not right, there's no spark..which is why we never dated. As scorching summer begins to set, I'm moving onto bigger & better things I crave something real that's from the heart, not just worthless flings. I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel but I cannot turn back Because the rest of the path behind me has already turned black. If I press forward things should get better soon-- or maybe I should just wait it out I can 1 of 2, brighten my future... or just choose another route. And I won't go into anything with doubts. Just mind open to listen But when you really want me to comprehend, make sure your eyes glisten.