Looking into the future
Through the eyes of the past
Its hard to know how far you’ll go
Or how long it will last

Its so hard to make commitments
When all you see is change
Nothing worldly is permanent
Our lives, they rearrange

But I’d like to believe
There’s something waiting for me
When I finally arrive at the end of the line
Guess I’ll just have to wait and see

Back when I was younger
I never could have known
I’d be where I am today
Look at how I’ve grown

Staring back at yesterday
The shapes fall into place
Seems the mystery of history
Is easy to retrace

Still I’d like to believe
There’s something waiting for me
When I finally arrive at the end of the line
Guess I’ll just have to wait and see
Oh. Wait and see.

But I’d like to believe
There’s something waiting for me
When I finally arrive at the end of the line
Guess I’ll just have to wait and see
Oh. Wait and see.

— By Anji Bee (BMI)