Water To The Well
I am still eleven but i'm only twenty-one
I'd like to be figment of your imagination
And i know i can believe me
If i listen to myself
You're just ornamented
And you're sitting on a shelf
And i don't want to carry any water to the well
I don't want to leave all my wishes in a spell
It's time to be away from here
I cannot help myself
I'm no longer on the side
That takes what it can get
What i could tell you now
Would probably not help you at all
I know i should have told you
When you were nearer to the fall
Strangers came among us
And we had not been prepared
The journey in & out of sin
Must have signalled that we cared
And i don't want to carry any water to the well
I don't to leave all my wishes in a spell
It's time to be away from here
I cannot help myself
I'm no longer on the side
That takes what it can get
