Orange Tree

I'm so bored of being sick But it helps me breathe And I'm alone like a tree Doctors run, come help me quick I don't know what it is, but there's something wrong with me Give me more I'm sorry now about it Give me more I'm more than that I've got blood, and I've got love I am so damn happy to be awake Shake me up with pills today Tell me what a bellyache Give me more I'm sorry now about it Give me more I'm broken down, forget it I'd like to be more And I want an orange tree If in ten days, I'm not dead I will get up now and use my legs Run myself a clear green path Keep the good times rolling, and then my friend is dead