If it wasn't for the money
I'd be on the train already.
If it wasn't for your lovin'
I'd be out there on the street.
And if I took my chances,
I'm sure I could keep it steady.
Steady friend until the end,
You keep me on my feet.
I was conceived by manuals,
By articles, and books.
But nothin' there is magical,
It's just as it looks.
And they say the truth's statistical
But we all know they lie.
So let us lie together,
Lie together beneath the sky.
I'm seeking opportunity.
Take me by the hand.
Show me where I'm goin',
Show me who I am.
Because all I need's a drop of water,
I'm a seed born on the wind.
I was once a flower,
And I'll be a flower again.
I was once a flower,
And I'll be a flower again.