and stay so beautiful

It is that initiall bomb that changes everything.

A brake light in the snow,
A breeze in from the window.
And then BOOM.
A bomb you can't take back.

And now you are driving,
Far, far away.
Looking into the eyes of unfamiliar people
Pleading with them to just
Let go.

Let Go.

And now it is bright
Brighter than the sun
And all you are thinking is
How does that flower Bloom?

And stay so beautiful
When I bloom and grow to be something
Entirely different from Where I started.
How does that flower bloom?

And stay so beautiful?