Big Giant Me

What if I wake up tomorrow bigger than my bed?

What if I try standing and I crack the ceiling with my head?

What if I come over and you open your front door?

Find me looking in your bedroom window on the second floor?

Would you laugh, would you scream

And pray it was a dream?

Or could you be glad to see

Big giant me?

Supposing I keep growing till I don't fit on my lawn

Move on up the mountainside with only rocks for sleeping on

Would you build me a bed

Or stay in yours instead?

Could you be glad to see

Big giant me?

I know you like your peace and quiet

I know pride goes before a fall

I know the villagers might riot

But I might try it after all

I might wake up much too tall

I could get chased out of town 'cause everyone's afraid

But I think that I'd be gentle and I know I'd help the tourist trade

So think about it, I'm not saying I won't stay this size

I just know a thing keeps growing up or else it up and dies

And I think maybe you

Could be a giant too

And you'd be glad to see

How we'd live enormously

You would be glad to see

Big giant me