What if?

You don’t know who I am

You wouldn’t even recognise my face

Though all the while my head’s way up in space

I dream that you were my and only man.

What if the world were made of witches,

Elves, dwarves, and dragons’ lairs?

Would you, would you be my friend?

Would you, would you even love me?

What if again it were the Middle-Ages,

With knights and monks living together?

Would you, would you be my friend?

Would you, would you even love me?

I dream both day and night

Of witches and castles bright

My eyes are closed up tight

Even though you are there in the light.

The death of an artist leaves the world to mourn.

What if I were one, to you would I stay unknown?

Would you, would you have been my friend?

Would you, would you even have loved me?

My pencil drops, I have no life

My dreams were my only light.