Gift of Fortune

Delicate little heart
Soft as skin,
In it holding too many secrets
But on it rests
The small arrow which decides everything

Yes or no
Is your answer
But what is it that you want?

Spinning, spinning, spinning
The arrow goes
The sharp point
Finds the answer to the dying question

Reminiscence of childhood loves
Come flooding back
Did they ever love you back?

The golden heart gleaming
The answer is as clear as a crystal
Will it affect your fate?
As wise as it is, is it telling the truth?