If I Were a Song

What if I was just a song?
Words on a page to sing — a song
What if my essence was pure
Pure mathematics no more
Than a romance from a store?
Would you still cry when I played?
Would you still turn to me for the pain
If I were just a song?
Could a song, just a song break you down?
Could a song make you want to go paint the whole town?
Could your world turn around on a phrase?
Could an interval really be more
Than the space between us?
Would you still dance when I played?
Would you still turn to me when the nights
Grow long — if I were just a song?
But of course, of course I’m more than just a song
Baby, I’m something to be — a song
And wasn’t it you all along?
Wasn’t I there just to be
Your beleaguered go-between
There isn’t a mountain too tall
Mmm, not for me
There isn’t a river too deep
Not for me
I’m more than just a song
La, la, la…
Would you still cry when I played?
Would you still turn to me for the pain
If I were just a song?