If I Could

Somewhere on a different road,
through a chance passing of fate,
a summer flash came to me,
but on silver wings

If I could fly high up in the sky
I think of things I'd like to try
To make a rain from high above
That showered down joy and

If I could, I would, I surely would try
Into this life I delve, before I must die
Not knowing that I can, I understand
This

If I could, I’d spend one more summer’s day,
Running barefoot in the early morning dew.
Feeling the sheer joy

If I could, little one,
I would enfold you with sunshine
If I could
I would create joy in a cup
and fill you up
every morning
If