i pulled the cat from the tree
shooed the dog from the road
set the butterfly free
slipped and fell all alone

that's the way it is now and i don't mind at all
doing what i think i should i don't wait for no call

hid behind the wind from the silence in hinterland
when i'm face to face with nothing i've seen
and only i know what i mean

so if you think that a preconception
could ever keep me from the truth
you underestimate me
'cos i'm kinder than that and i'm smart enough to know
that a little bit of love farther than the word goes