Glistening diamonds falling down
****** as they hit the ground
Gather themselves around my feet
Then spread out like a crystal sheet
If I could gather up the flow
And take it with me wherever I go
I’d be a rich man that’s for sure
With all these diamonds white and pure
Imagination is a spirit free
It lives … alive … inside of me
If I could harvest all this rain
Time and time and time again
Take it where it will do some good
Into a desert and create a flood
Plant some seeds and watch them grow
Then turn that wheat into dough
Make some bread … the staff of life
Feed hungry children in times of strife
Oh yes … a rich man I would be
With happiness inside of me