Until You Find the One

I followed the lines on my palm
 I followed them but they were all wrong
 You want to have but not keep
 Try as I might, I still dream
 Once there was a garden and fruit plump with lust
 But everythings ground to dust
 For crying out loud
 I got nothing here to show for
 I'm caught in the brambles without cure
 The anemone is growing back
 Drinking deep from the brackish spring
 You treat me like your bird, your bird, your bird who sings
 So tell me just one thing
 Who is it that you're waiting on
 Who am i to be dragged along
 I guess I'll just keep hanging on
 'Til you find the one
 I've been looking for a well that's running dry
 Can you hear the bells ring?
 You treat me like your bird, your bird, your bird who sings
 So tell me just one thing