I tried to make him matter
I searched the whole world
Looking for the words
I spread myself so thin
Trying to turn him into art

He is not a hurricane
Hurricane's have more power than he will ever have again
He is not the sun
He can neither warm my skin, nor light my dark
And he is most definitely not a God
as he liked to believe himself to be

So what is he then
If not all those things I was lead to believe
Is it true
Could it be
Is he only human