Orange Tree

I'm so bored of being sick
But it helps me breathe
And I'm alone like a tree
Doctors run, come help me quick
I don't know what it is, but there's something wrong with me

Give me more
I'm sorry now about it
Give me more
I'm more than that

I've got blood, and I've got love
I am so damn happy to be awake
Shake me up with pills today
Tell me what a bellyache

Give me more
I'm sorry now about it
Give me more
I'm broken down, forget it
I'd like to be more
And I want an orange tree

If in ten days, I'm not dead
I will get up now and use my legs
Run myself a clear green path
Keep the good times rolling, and then my friend is dead