What if the hate was love?
What if the sky was green?
And all the bombs were Confetti
And I loved all of me?
What if the old was new?
What if the sick were few?
And we could soothe the pain
And turn our tears into rain?
What if the cruelest minds
Suddenly felt the burden?
What if there was no meaning
Would I still be breathing?
What if the time just stopped
And we could stay right here?
What if we smiled at funerals?
'Cause death ain't what we fear
If I'm a fool for dreaming
Then what is left for me?
What if this was the end?
Tell me, what would you change?
If I had all the answers
Would I still be the same?
What if we could heal our hearts
Of all the words untold?
And if we spoke the truth
And could we see our souls?
What if the lines would vanish
Would all the world be free?
And if the rules could be broken
What could I be?
What if the blood was water
And every house a home?
What if nobody felt lonely
And had someone to hold?
If I'm a fool for dreaming
Then what is left for me?
