Let the water come

Wasted On The Way - Crosby, Stills And Nash

My one
Don't you know
Time
Wasted
Before
The beautiful harmoniousness

So much time to make up
Did she know her eyes
Were Beautiful
The soft tilt of her head
Disbelieving
Yet holding
Just a moment
In her love for me
And my smile
So Cheshire
Crying
Welcoming her
To partake
In the place of fun
Perhaps
Love wasted
The most precious
Wasted
In our youth
Believing
It would last
Forever

He thought
She would never doubt
The beauty
Of her hair
Her crown
Never sell
That which was so Precious

So cheap

Strings flurry
As he looked to see
Did she
Sell
So cheap
That which was so precious

So much water moving underneath the bridge

Love wasted along the way

Let the water come

Let the water come

and carry us away.