Hypothetically if I fell in love,
 I'd love you the world over.
Hypothetically if you were mine,
You'd be my moon and my sun,
With a hold on my heart and my mind.

Hypothetically if I could only do one thing a day,
I'd sit at your side,
Laughing all the way.
Hypothetically if I had to chose,
There would not be a thought of any but you.

Hypothetically if you loved me,
Loved me like I love you.


Hypothetically if you could see me ...
The way that I see you.

I'm tired of walking in the dark.
Marching through the abyss,
With my sight set on light.
Hoping I'll find dawn at the end of the night.

It's cold when the sun doesn't shine.
So I wrap my arms around myself,
And say that I'm fine.

I struggle to dream of the light...
So long gone that it seems out of sight.

Oh little one,
You try to stand too soon.
Looking up at the stars,
With not a glance at the moon.

Oh little one,
Trying to run for the finish
To cover the most ground,
But never stopping to looking around.

Oh little one, Oh little one,
You stumble and fall down.
I hear your scream and your call.
Yet the best I can do,
Is let you lift yourself from the fall.

Under a tree he sits and sings,
strumming away to his heart's desire.
A man with a thought,
And a heart filled with fire.

You can hear it in his voice,
Both the pain and the pleasure.
The roughness from his throat,
As he tells you what he treasures.

You'll never see him without that guitar at his side.
He may lie when he speaks,
But there's no mistaking the truth when he sings.

Fall to the depths,
Away with yourself!
You drown and try scream,
But not a soul hears your cry for help.

Sinking into the abyss,
There is much solitude in this.
As above, so below,
We remain alone.

From the void I pull myself,
As only I can do.
Yet as I surface,
So to do I begin to sink once more.

Somewhere along the road I lost my way.
I let the breeze take me through the mists,
And like the clouds I drifted away.

I fell to the mud,
Felt the darkness drench the light of my soul
As the barren trees curled overhead,
And I succumbed to the sorrow down the rabbit hole.

Finding myself in a place most strange,
I stumbled getting up,
Yet soon found it easy walking this way.
Onwards I strode,
And so much further I rode.

As the sun shone down,
I found my way upon this road.

Do you feel trapped?
Bound by your own fear?

Do you too fail yourself,
Before taking a chance at success?
Find yourself having a heart wrapped in the chains of a mind too fearful to risk a broken heart?

Too scared to feel,
Knowing what it's like to love,
Yet not knowing what it's like  to be loved.