best days are yet to come into your life
showering you with promises and quick leers at gold
divine splendors of silver and jeweled imbedded love
the makings of fairy tales i say
don't be fooled by what creeps into your room
it is not the truth, should not be heard
veer away for mirages of bareness
it doesn't let you see it completely
this you must listen to me clearly
at a time you will notice this
know that in future possibilities
you will reach your destined road
do not, do not be fooled
by showings of bright colored glass and wine as tinted dew
