On to the Wind. I Missed My Chance.

On to the wind I cast out my Soul
It whispers and willows out in the cold
Under the snow covered branches of death
It withers grasping for every breathe

Where has the warmth left
Is it all gone?
Why must we all wait
Until the dawn.

On to the wind I cast out my Love
It writhes in the pain from the heat up above
Out in the desert it waits all alone
Hoping its misery will end by a stone

Where is the joy
Has it all sung?
Have we already heard
The last bell has rung

On to the wind I cast out my Heart
It has missed its chance to rekindle a start
Out in the field it beats in a drone
Stuck now forever in the friendzone.

Where is the One
I met long ago?
Answer my call
Before my heart drowns in the end after all.