If I were a seed
Would you be the sun that lets me grow into a tree?
If I were a boat
Would you be the wind to catch my sail and send me home?
If I were a song
Would you be the voice to sing me out into the world?
Slow and strong
Slow and strong
If I were a book
Would you be the dog-eared pages saved for a second look?
If I were a pen
Would you be the hand that picks me up to write again?
If I were a song
Would you be the voice to sing me out into the world?
Or else I be useless like a nest without my bird
But I'm just a boy who knows a girl
Who knows the way around the world in her palm
In her palm