I don't need to take the fruit
And bite into it's thirsty skin
To know the pleasures which I find
Planted deep within it's roots
I don't need to watch the sun
As it melts into the greener grass
To know that day turns into night
The truth from which we try to run.
I don't need to watch myself fall
To know that I'll rise once again
Blistered feet on burning ground
But though always short, I'll be standing tall.
I don't need an extra half
Cos' in myself I'm fully whole
To take my smile and spread it round
That has become my new goal
I don't need shallow advice
Or anything they have to say
In my friends I've found my voice
And I know that will suffice
I don't need pages crossed and bound
To tell me how to live my life
I know what's right, and that's my choice:
I'd rather stay on solid ground.
I don't need you sitting high
A judge in his distant tower
I know the likes of you will tumble
Falling into faulty fire
I don't need no shooting stars
Gleaming from places far away
Who knows if they are what they seem
If it's a wish, then I'll pass
I don't need any forbidden trees
My knowledge comes right from my heart
All things foul and all things false
They falter in the breeze
I don't want anyone; you see
I'm perfectly happy, perfectly free
I can be who I want to be
As love will come eventually.
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