| If you were a bluebird you'd be a sad one | |
| I'd give you a true word, but you've already had one | |
| If you were a bluebird, you'd be crying | |
| You'd be flying home | |
| If you were a raindrop, you'd shine like a rainbow | |
| And if you were a train stop, the conductor would sing low | |
| If you were a raindrop, you'd be falling | |
| You'd be calling home | |
| If you were a hotel, you'd be a grand one | |
| But if you hit a slow spell, do you think you could stand one | |
| If you were hotel, I'd lean on your doorbell | |
| I'd call you my home | |
| If I was a highway, I'd stretch along side you | |
| I'd have you pass by ways, that have dissatisfied you | |
| If I was a highway, I'd be stretching | |
| I'd be fetching you home |