Do I choose my dream
or does it choose me?
am I the water or the stream?
which of us dwells in fantasy?

Am I the stem
or the flower?
the clock's seconds--hand
or the beat of the hour?

Everyday I have lunch
With a pink hippopotamus
The menus always the same
Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches
Oh, and Diet Cherry Coke
Cause he likes the way it tickles his throat

His friends sometimes stop by
To join the both of us
Hippopotami
If you're talking more than one of us
Or Hippo for short
If you're not into funny sounding words

Sometimes after lunch
Me and my friend the pink Hippopotamus
Like to take a drive
To the beach in his Minibus
He loves to catch the rays
Plus hang ten on a few waves

If you ever care for lunch
Feel free to join me and my Hippopotamus
But only if you like
Tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches
Because it's all that he will eat
Which is fine by me
Makes for easy cooking and cleaning

It was an accidental meeting
We ran into each other while jogging
I can't believe the beauty I am seeing
"are you an angel?" I must have been daydreaming.

I want to watch you while you're sleeping
then disappear when you wake
I want to care for you while you're dreaming
then in the morning, my leave, I will take.

I wish to hold you in my arms
but my feelings must be hidden
you enchant me with your angelic charms
yet a relationship with you is forbidden

Why did it have to be
on opposite sides, both you and me
how cruel life can be
letting us meet then separate us for all eternity.

I want to live before I die.