If I Could

If I could sing like the poets and kings of this world If I could rise like the wind or the tides of the sea I would sing you to sleep my love with sweet melody And let you dream away till the morning light returned again To take you away from me If I could speak with the tongues of the masters of old If I could tame all the fleeting perceptions I hold Would I stand in the marketplace before To be shouted down without any warning at all, to be stood by the wall And shot by the man in blue If I could run with the grace of a sun-colored stallion If I could fly like the great silver jets in the morning If I caused the wind to change with one wave of my hand And if I could play the final symphony and set it free Would it mean anything to you If I could stand like a rusty old man in his armor If I could ride the steed that he rode in his time I would turn his head away to the river And let him wander through the meadow gra*s, wild and free For everyone to see If I could sing like the poets and kings of this world If I could rise like the wind or the tides of the sea I would sing you to sleep my love with sweet melody And let you dream away till the morning light returned again To take you away from me