The Crystal Ball
Here I sit,
I see it all,
In the depths,
Of my crystal ball.

Your life unfolds,
Before my eyes,
All your hellos,
And all your goodbyes.

I look for me,
Don't see a thing,
Can't tell what,
My future will bring.

Remember this,
When you ask of me,
What in your future,
Do I see.

This future mine,
It is so grey,
Like you I wait,
For love someday.

So think on this,
When I tell you all,
My future's in,
Your crystal ball.
Copyright Dreambeliever 2001
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