Anything I fancy I can wear, anything that's hidden I can bear
Anything I own I can share Aha, aha

Any kinda garden I can grow, any kinda curve ball I can throw
Anything I feel, I can show. Aha Aha

'Cos I am not just one dimensional, I am straight and unconventional
I am shy and I am sensual, twelve and twenty
I am weakness, I am power and I'm a storm and I'm a shower
I'm a thorn and I'm a flower, full and empty

Any kinda music I can sing, any kinda magic I can bring
It can mean a lot or not a thing Aha

Any kinda webbing I can weave, If I don't wanna stay, I can leave
Anything I like I can believe. Aha aha

Any kinda battle I can fight, I can let it go or hold on tight
I can leave it black or paint it white Aha

'Cos I am work and I am leisure and I am pain and I am pleasure
I am trash and I am treasure, deep and shallow
I am fact and I am fiction and I am health and I'm addiction
I'm a massive contradiction, brash and mellow

Any kinda fall I will survive, if I can see the sun then I will thrive
If I can feel my heart then I'm alive Aha

This complicated overrated river of emotion can really bring you down
But every little thing we see is constantly in motion
Rearranging, forever changing