BESIDE A SINGING
MOUNTAIN STREAM
WHERE THE WILLOW GREW
WHERE THE SILVER
LEAVES
OF MAPLE
SPARKLED
IN THE MORNING DEW
I BRAIDED
TWIGS OF WILLOW
MADE A STRING
OF BUCKEYE BEADS
BUT FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
YOU'RE THE ONE I NEED
FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
I LEANED AGAINST
THE BARK OF BIRCH
AND BREATHED
THE HONEY DEW
SAW A NORTHBOUND
FLOCK OF GEESE AGAINST
A SKY OF BABY BLUE
BESIDE THE LILY PADS
HE CARVED A WHISTLE
FROM A REED
BUT FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
A MOCKINGBIRD
SANG JUST FOR ME
AND I THANKED HIM
FOR THE SONG
THEN THE SUN
WENT SLOWLY
DOWN THE WEST
AND I HAD
TO MOVE ALONG
THESE ARE
SOME OF THE THINGS
ON WHICH MY MIND
AND SPIRIT FEED
BUT FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
20 BAR
INSTRUMENTAL
BREAK
SO WHEN THE DAY
WAS ENDED
I WAS STILL NOT SATISFIED
I KNEW EVERYTHING
I TOUCHED
WOULD WITHER
AND WOULD DIE
AND LOVE IS ALL
THAT WILL REMAIN
AND GROW
FROM ALL THESE SEEDS
MOTHER NATURE'S
QUITE A LADY
BUT I AM THE ONE
YOU NEED
FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED
FLESH AND BLOOD
NEEDS FLESH AND BLOOD
AND YOU'RE
THE ONE I NEED