Root

Everyone wants to see the beautiful leaves And seek to take flowers to their nostril But here I am lying alone in the dark and deep Though they know without me there will be no fruit ; They are found to talk about the events They are found, too, to feel the effects But no one is ready to pull the lid or the carpet But I am here under the cover in the dark and deep Though they know without me they will not taste the fruit ; Fever is not a disease but the manifestation That something inside in you has gone wrong Behind everything right or wrong I am the cause Find me out first before you go to be happy or sad I am here the root that causes to bear a tree flowers or fruit .