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This Could Be Your Way ©

Gordon Fjaelberg
Bridgend, Wales
1993

I don't need
Somebody to defend me,
Someone set on
Trying to amend me,
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.
Can you tell me
Why you want me changing?
I don't feel that
I need re-arranging,
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.

So I sail
Away from the crowd,
If I fail
I'll still be as proud,
Because I tried
Not just because
I succeeded.
Dear child
You don't know my heart,
It is wild,
Too wild to be caught,
Whilst you've relied
On things that aren't
Really needed.

I don't find
A Freudian connection
In my every
Spoken recollection,
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.
I don't need to
Fuel your delusion,
Times are bad, why
Add to their confusion?
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.

So I sail
Away from the crowd,
If I fail
I'll still be as proud,
Because I tried
Not just because
I succeeded.
Dear child
You don't know my heart,
It is wild,
Too wild to be caught,
Whilst you've relied
On things that aren't
Really needed.

I'll survive
Without your realising
That I don't need
Psycho-analysing,
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.
Now you're gone,
I'm glad I could resist you,
Please don't think I
Haven't sometimes missed you,
But I can see
That this could be
Your way.

So I sail
Away from the crowd,
If I fail
I'll still be as proud,
Because I tried
Not just because
I succeeded.
Dear child
You don't know my heart,
It is wild,
Too wild to be caught,
Whilst you've relied
On things that aren't
Really needed



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