A Prediction

I went to a psychic Near my sister's place She read my palm Or maybe just my face She said "God only knows The pain you're in" Then she started to show me Everything that would happen She showed me a mountain And an empty silver bowl My eyes were fountains That I could not control The peak was far away And the silver shining And the gleam of that vessel It kept me from climbing I was dehydrated The bowl that once contained A water pure and clear Now lay bare and drained I lost my footing My arms were giving out I shut my eyes And I couldn't make a sound This mountain of life I've been tumbling down I open my eyes and I can see the ground This mountain of life I've been tumbling down I open my eyes and I can see the ground I'm sorry for calling Wait, what were you trying to say? How am I? Oh, I'm okay I poured myself into you Waiting for everything to come true I poured myself into you Waiting for everything to come true I poured myself into you Waiting for everything to come true I poured myself into you Waiting for everything