I look to the sky and think to myself,

What if I were anybody else,

I've lived this life for many years,

But yet I've kept the same two ears,

What if I were you?

What if you were me?

Would you see the same things I see?

I stare into your soft grey eyes,

Into the soul that does despise,

I wish for the day when you see like me,

But by that time we'll both be free.