If I could turn myself into sound

I would be the song to ease your pain

Be your sighs throughout the night

Your laugh in the morning light



If I could turn myself into wind

I'd be a warm breeze caressing your skin

I'd chase the clouds from your skies

Keep your kite way up high



But

When I awake from this fantasy

Reality waits for me

By that look in your eyes

I realize

I am only me



If I could turn into emotion

I would be the happiness you seek

The sadness in your lonely soul

And the love to fill that hole



If I could turn myself into God

I would change to right, what is wrong

I would answer your question why

Give you wings when you die



But

When I come out of this daze

You are there to slap away the haze

You remind

As He reminds

I am only me



I would be your dreams every night

The stars that fill your sky

I'd be the key that unlocks your door

The brass ring you are reaching for



But

You insist on telling me

These things will never be

Because

I am only me



I still have hope that one day

I won't bow my head when I say

I am only me

Yes, as you are only you

I am only me


© 1997 by steve giacomini

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