I don't want your lily pad love
That's tragically beautiful like a mourning dove
You sit complacent, unforgiving, smug
As you keep your issues swept under the rug
You sell a floating dream as you're anchored down below
So foolishly secure, will you ever know?
Know that there is more than having bewitching looks
Know that there than being caught or hooked
That you need to let go and flow with the current
To learn to be things that you once weren't
For there is no pleasure in a life unvaried
If you can't find the treasures ubiquitously buried
So until you can let go and sink from above
I don't want your lily pad love
