The Plea

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink.

You can hand a man a book, but that won’t make him think.

All the knowledge in the world won't inform one who doesn't want to know.

If you won't hear what I'm saying then I might as well go.

When I offered suggestions to do what I could

You chose to remain ignorant and misunderstood.

I cannot make you receive the advice that I give.

The choices you make are your own prerogative.

You've put a wall between you and the rest of the world.

You’re ready for war and your flag is unfurled.

You’ll hear nothing and no one offering peace.

Even your friends come to you down on their knees.

This is my plea. Won’t you listen to me?

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink.

You can hand a man a book, but that won’t make him think.

All the knowledge in the world won't inform one who doesn't want to know.

If you won't hear what I'm saying then I might as well go.

A man is a being meant to stand on two feet,

Not to bow to an ego of lofty conceit.

So while you stand on the hilltop judging all that you own,

Don’t be surprised if you find yourself standing alone.

The wind is in the willows, but it won’t weep for you.

You are the product of all that you do.

If you find yourself lost in a world dismal and grey,

Only you are to blame for those you pushed away.

But even though you stabbed yourself, you need not twist in the knife.

It doesn't have be this way for the rest of your life.

I am here now and I am ready to dance.

Step off the wallflower. Come take a chance.

This is my plea. Won’t you listen to me?

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink.

You can hand a man a book, but that won’t make him think.

All the knowledge in the world won't inform one who doesn't want to know.

If you won't hear what I'm saying then I might as well go.

  

What are you waiting for? What do you fear?

It’s still not too late to shift back in to gear.

So hitch up your saddle and ride to that stream.

Make a cup of your hands and feed off your dreams.

Love is a thoroughfare, not a one way street.

Open your heart and you may be surprised who you meet.

Reflections in water show self against sky,

So who do you think you should learn first to look in the eye?

A man is a being meant to stand on two feet.

The rest of that stanza I need not repeat.

Just remember that to have friends, you must be friends to them too,

Thus together happiness will be yours to pursue.

You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink.

You can hand a man a book, but that won’t make him think.

All the knowledge in the world won't inform one who doesn't want to know.

Please hear what I'm saying, so that I won’t need to go.

This is my plea. Won’t you listen to me?