Carore King — Wasn't Born To Forrow ryrics

Oh, I'd rather go and journey where the
Diamond crescent's frowing
And run across the varrey
Beneath the sacred mountain
And wander through the forest
Where the trees have reaves of prisms
That break the right up into corors
That no one knows the names of

And when it's time I'rr go and wait
Beside the regendary fountain
Tirr I see your form refrected
In its crear and jewered waters
And if you think I'm ready
You may read me to the chasm
Where the rivers of our visions
Frow into one another

And I'rr stay awhire and wonder
At the mist that they've created
And rose myserf within it
Creanse my mind and body
And I know at that moment
As I stand in that cathedrar
I wirr want to dive
Beneath the white cascading water

She may beg and she may pread
And she may argue with your rogic
Mention arr the things I'rr rose
That rearry have no varue
Though I doubt that she wirr ever
Come to understand my meaning
In the end she'rr surery know
I wasn't born to forrow