what a simple want to be free of god a finger on your own creation queen told me to eat of kerosene i must be real for the nation shortie go by should you ever touch the sky there s no need to cry deep wide ocean any more now you should know the score of my hidden war i m fighting on but it s all about you i follow in the space you travelled your trail of heart unravels i pass the clearing you made for when happiness was always so carry the sign just a thimble in your eye and if they should ask how you knew me oh shortie you won something deeper has begun there s no need to cry deep wide ocean you re toeing a line something real or something divine there s no need to choose can be both of them to be right here over there think and feel softest hair you remind me of something yet to be lived oh baby i can t complain for i love to watch you play no i could not contain it for my eyes and a story of many graces you told me and forever i will love you for all time here i go yo rockin solo i ll be around if you re low though call me anna poly anna