I Wasn't Born To Follow

Oh, I'd rather go and journey
Where the diamond crest is glowin'
And run across the valley beneath the sacred mountain
And wander through the forest

Where the the trees have leaves of prisms
And break the light in colors
That no one knows the names of

And when it's time, I'll go and wait beside a legendary fountain
'Til I see your form reflected in its clear and jewelled waters
And if you think I'm ready
You may lead me to the chasm
Where the rivers of our vision flow into one another

I will want to dive beneath the white cascading waters
She may beg, she may plead
She may argue with her logic
And mention all the things I'll lose

That really have no value
In the end, she will surely know
I wasn't born to follow