What if the grass was blue and the sky was green,
What would this mean?
What if the sun was cold and the wind was seen,
What would this mean?

What if birds could speak and man could fly,
would you reply!
What if night was day and day was night,
would I be right!

What if beauty wasn’t skin deep but as hard as stone,
Would I be alone?
What would it mean if I were you and you were me?
Would the grass be green and the sky be blue?

I tell you now, as this is true.

The grass is green but never greener,
The sky is blue and the sun does shine,
The wind is a breeze, a breathe of fresh air,
so count to ten to start again,

Bird’s fly high, they are so free, sit and watch as you will see,
Beauty is within us all, no need to find, someone will see,
So remember this I do not lie,

You are you and I am me.