Lurking in the shadows is a future yet untold A life that await to happen a mystery to unfold Blank pages in an open book impatient to be filled Tales and stories to be told and secrets to be spilled Our future is being determined every minute of each day and night Though it seems near enough to touch it stays completely out of sight Just around each corner when we turn to walk its way Teasing, temping us to run but if we do, it runs away