Well, I wish I was a bird and I could fly
And I wish I was a cloud that hung from the sky
If I stood on a mountain that you could not climb
Then you couldn't get to me
Then you could not get to me at all
With all your sympathetic lying
And all your effortless trying
Tell me, how much longer can I go on getting by
And still walk around looking for somewhere to hide?
Well, I wish I was an island and you could not swim
And I wish I was a room that you could not get in
If only that pot of gold at a rainbow's end
Then you couldn't get to me
Then you could not get to me at all
With all your deliberate deceiving
And all your superficial grieving
Tell me, how much longer can I go on believing
And still walk around looking for somewhere to hide?
I just can't go on looking for a disguise
Just so that you couldn't get to me
So you could not get to me
