If heaven were down the road
I'd be too lazy to walk
If hell were up the street
it wouldn't enter my thoughts
If bliss came to my door
I'd have no time to talk
If comfort called my name
I'd only feel stalked
If rest sung me a song
my ears would be blocked
If romance held my hand
my fingers would be chopped
If they told me love exists
my heart would still drop
If I had all the answers
I'd only scribble it with chalk
The wind waved goodbye