She waits like there is no time and no end to the line
Scared is she to step into the winds sweet caress's
Its not that she's dull, its just that no one venture's inside
The garden of infinite things is right here in her chest
She hears them say, 'why won't she jump and take the fall?'
She doesn't want to be the first and definetly not the last
All she wants is a soul thats willing to jump together--thats all
It's not that she's not ready, its just that no one right is coming fast
The language of her soul has never been matched in the same call
She wants to explode like a volcano; spill her love endlessly
But every key to her lock has been the wrong one, everytime