If I was a simple man would we still walk hand in hand?
If I suddenly went blind would you still look in my eye?
What happens when I grow old and all my stories have been told?
Will your heart still race for me, or will it march to a new beat?
If I was a simple man, if I was a simple man
I owned no home I owned no land
would you still stand by my side?
And would our flames still burn so bright?
Sometimes I wonder why I'm so full of these endless rhymes
about the way I feel inside
I wish I could just get it right
If I was a simple man I could make you understand
there'd be no reason to think twice
You'd be my sun, you'd be my light
Chorus
I wish.....
Sometimes, sometimes
