The Way You Want Me

I could be anything the way I wish A bowlful of food an empty dish A blade of grass or a redwood tree But I want to be the way you want me. I could be anyone the way I wish Furrowed forehead or smiles that please A heart rigid or a mind that’s free But I want to be the way you want me. I could be a face covered with veil A man of dogma or with free will Kissing wind or a stinging bee But I want to be the way you want me. I could be the man I thought I must Winner in suspicion loser in trust A narrow stream or the boundless sea But I want to be the way you want me.