There is a flower blooming for you,
Growing with the morning dew,
There is a dream, dreamed for you,
There is a heart, beating for you.
JUST WAIT SHE’LL COME TO YOU.

The fragrance of that flower will surround you
Her dream sequence will entice you,
Her song is in the air, just for you,
While her heart goes on beating for you
JUST WAIT SHE’LL COME TO YOU.

She’s in your breath, you breathe each day
She’s in the garden you pass each day
She’s inside you beating all day,
She’s breaking barriers to come her way,
JUST WAIT SHE’LL COME TO YOU

The flower in your hand is a different kind,
Crushed by nature, that turned out unkind,
Throw the flower that lies crushed,
Hold on to the one that is refreshed.

 Don’t trample on snow; you’ll leave footprints behind,
Don’t trample on grass, that’ll be unkind,
Just walk the path that leads before you,
You’ll find her there right beside you
JUST WAIT FOR HER, SHE’LL COME TO YOU.

The path that you tread now, will lead you nowhere,
It’s a path that’s been travelled sometime, somewhere,
Though it’s a path a strewn with dust,
Now it has become a path of the past.

 Don’t set your heart on a puzzled life,
Set your heart on the flower of your life,
A flower that is blooming somewhere for you,
A song that is being sung just for you,
JUST WAIT SHE’LL COME TO YOU.

By Joyce