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