Would you still like a flower
If it did not let you pick it
Would you still find the mist mesmerising
If you could catch it
Would you still want me
If all I wanted to do was talk
Would you be satisfied like me
Or would you carry on with someone new
Because I'm a friend
And that's all
I don't want to be picked
I just want the pleasure of your company
But that's not why you came
So I'm afraid
You'll have to endure your days without me
Because I don't want this
And I think I've found the power to say no