Blacktop, then gravel road
Leading the way away from the comfort of home.
Roll the window down,
Stick an arm out and wave.
Finally on the road.
Watch the wire loop slack between the telephone poles
Scallop endlessly.
Glimpse a wooden house,
A school bus,
An old chair in need of repair...
I spy in the field an astronaut,
Or could be just someone keeping bees.
Dandelions are growing everywhere,
A shock of coulour in a sea of green.
What if I could make a wish and make this all disappear?
What if I could make a wish and make this all appear?
Race the growing, the shrinking car shadow following along on the side of the road,
Searching for a spot to stop to buy a bomb pop and watch the marching parade.
I see in the pitch-dark the glow of a lit cigarette dancing on the highway,
Then fireflies taking snapshots in the park
Take a picture of me.
I spy- ahhhh...
Shhhh...
I spy...
What if I?
What if I could?
Strong chance this will never be here again.
Good, bad- I will never be right here again.
What if I?
What if I?
What if I could make a wish and make this all disappear?
What if I could have my way and make this all appear?
What if I?
What if I?
What if I could?
What if I?
What if I?