CHOSEN ONE By Tom Jensen
I am truly lonely
In this present state
Yet my eyes don't stare coldly
At anyone...
I just sit here and I wait
Someday I will wait no more
Someday I will get a sign
The one I've been waiting for...
That would surely ease my mind
This disease shall find its cure
You see my addiction
Has become an affliction
Standing outside of locked doors
When you're waiting for greatness
And the winner by a mile
Sometime the trail seems treacherous
Yet still I hold my smile
Because I know what I got to give
To the chosen one
To the one I pick...
Oh to be so lucky
If only they knew what I know
And the harvest they could collect
Off of the seeds I sew
I am truly lonely in this present state
Yet my eyes don't stare coldly at anyone...
I just sit here and I wait