If I owned the world, I've give you the sea.
I'd gather all the birds to sing you a melody.
If I owned the world I'd pull down the moon,
just to see the way that it glows off of you.
If I owned the world, I'd move all the mountains
and form colonies of mountain people with mountain trees.
I'd let them know whenever you got sad, so each would
stand on these mountains at hand and shout to the sky
"Dear Robyn, spread your wings and fly".
But when I think real deep, and gather these thoughts in mind.
It's unrealistic to think I could provide you with all of these things.
I could wish from a genie, to let me to decide. How to treat a girl
who descended from the sky. All I have is this pen and paper at hand.
And all of these dreams without a plan. For now I can give you my hand to hold.
And these cold winter bones, and my eyes full of soul. I could give you the clothes
on my body too, and my heart whenever yours caves through.
I'm grateful for the times I have spent with you, I hope and assure there are more to come.
So for now, I will write these words and hope that you see. If I owned the world.. it wouldn't
make a difference if I couldn't have you with me.