I'll be as strong as a mountain, or weak as a willow tree. Anyway you want me, well that's how I will be. I'll be as tame as a baby, or wild as the raging sea. Anyway you want me, well that's how I will be. In your hands my heart is clay, to take and hold as you may. I'm what you make me, you've only to take me. And in your arms I will stay. Be a fool or a wise man, my darling you hold the key. Yes, anyway you want me, well that's how I will be. I will be.