I don't want to taste it
I don't want to sense it
I want it to refresh, and caress my mind

Its so much like aged old fluid
Yet its the answer to so many problems


Its creeping up on me
The need for nourishment
As I'm getting a bit older

Feel its now more relevant
To drink warm water


I have it every morning
A twinkle in my glass
I know the need I know the need

It will help me think, and think hard
I have so much stress, its getting me down
And I love my warm water


I am aching for some relief
Even if its just a smile and a wink

I want the cloud to flow slow and even
Turn me up on holiday rundown
For a quick launch in the sand now


I get a wow off the chronic wave
tensing up for the machine to close

I don't care where it comes from
Even the garden hose
Up and up goes my tolerance