I wish I were a boat sailing towards your glorious sea.
You'd be waiting there with open arms to greet me.
Oh, throw your arms around me!
Open up your ports and keep me!
I wish I were a plane helping to project your incandescent light,
I'd be some spiritual body representing your infinite might.
Oh Angels and Heavens collide into this glorious beauty of sight!
Turn around and greet me with your wings held up high
I wish I could sing you softly into dreams
I'd crossover into that world with you if you would let me
And we could share wonderful lies just for one night
But you say that something in my voice doesn't make you feel right
There were others before me, you have made that clear
People you've met and missed, lovers still held dear
"Nothing would ever come of them" from your mouth to my ears
So why do you still have trouble sleeping without them near?
Is it because you miss them or am I not enough?
I wish I could be psychic and call all of your bluffs
Is everything really over now, or are we just the same
As the days when we were children without worry, without blame?
Years have passed, friends and more have come and left
There are still some sweet memories in which I don't feel bereft
Of love, and hope that things might turn out well
Praying to God that what we have doesn't turn to hell
But God has long since died and so I'm left in this cold,
A prolonged winter that's been italicized and bold
Still I wish I were some boat sailing towards your glorious sea
But the water would close up and ice surround me
