If I were your heartbeat,
Would you reach inside your chest and rip me out,
Stopping my cadense from creating a new rythym to your music?
If I were the sun,
Would you walk in the shadows,
To keep my warmth from touching your skin?
If I were the wind,
Would you hide behind a rock,
To keep me from flowing across your body?
If I were a tiny blade of grass,
Would you mow me down,
To keep me beneath you?
If I were running water,
Would you bottle me up,
To sell me to the masses?
If I were your joy,
Would you live in misery,
To show me that you're in control?
If I were the blood coursing through your veins,
Would you cut them open?
To drain me from inside you so I couldn't reach your heart.
If I were the air that you breathe,
Would you hold your breath,
To keep me from filling your lungs?
If I were life,
Would you sentence yourself to death,
So you didn't have to realize that I make a difference?
If I were death,
Where would you go from there
To keep me from capturing your soul?
