Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Sometimes...

Sometimes by Holly Williams I wish I were an old man, a scholar With the wisdom of a 1,000 men before me Wish I were a funny dream that haunted The people I love every time they were down I wish I was a fine wine I wish I were a good drug Hey and if I were Jesus , maybe I could heal all of us Just like a good lover, which one do you prefer? In a world full of vices, I wish I were a little bird Sometimes I wish I were the sunset in Verona I'd make a beautiful picture every time I went to bed Or maybe more the sunrise waking up to a sad man And hey if I were the blue skies, I'd never rain on him I wish I was a fine wine I wish I were a good drug Yeah and if I were Jesus, maybe I could heal all of us Just like a good lover, which one do you prefer? In a world full of vices, I wish I were a little bird Sometimes I wish I were an angel in 52' In a blue cadillac on the eve of the new year And there I would have saved him, the man who sang the blues But maybe he is listening right now Hopefully he's listening right now

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That's a great story. Waiting for more. » » »