Lyrics:

Well here she comes, through the trees
In her saffron robes and dangling beads
She's a special child
Touching the holy sea
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure
In San Francisco now, she lights a flame
And in Brazilian bars, they chant his name
For she's a special child
Playing the God find game
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
No more family, no more friends
No expectations now, no bitter ends
For she's a special child
A castle she must defend
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away

I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
Well it's over now, I think I know
We tried to work it out, someone let go
I've got a special place
Your bridge to the outside world
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure
They've taken your name away
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine