WASN'T BORN TO FOLLOW 

by Gerry Goffin / Carole King



No I'd rather go and journey 

  where the diamond crescents flowing

And run across the valley

Beneath the sacred mountain

And wander through the forest

Where the trees have leaves of prisms

That make the light up into colors

That no one know the names of



And when it's time I'll go and lay

Beside the legendary fountain

Till I see her form reflected

In its clear and gentle waters

And if you think I'm ready

You may lead me to the chasm

Where the rivers of our visions

Flow into one another



And I'll stay awhile and wonder

At the mist that they created

And lose myself within it

Cleanse my mind and body

And I know at that moment

As I stand at cathedral

I will want to dive

Beneath the white cascading water



She may beg and she may plead

And she may argue with her logic

Mention all the things I'll lose

That really have no value

Tho' I doubt that she will ever

Come to understand my meaning

In the end she'll surely know 

I was not born to follow