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