If You Were Mine Lyrics

If you were mine

then I'd write poetry all day and every night

If you were mine

the seas would part and all the stars would soon align

If you were mine

we'd lay awake and wrap our legs like cypress vines

If you were mine

then I'd read Kierkegaard to make you think I'm bright



If you were mine

we'd talk profusely about European wines

If you were mine

and lived in Wales

I'd set the clocks to Greenwich time

If you were mine

I'd carve wax wings and fly directly towards the sun

If you were mine

We'd make Marquis de Sad look like a frigid nun



Who waxed the floors and opened the trap doors?

Because I'm falling

It's not as if you'd ever call me

but now and then you could

acknowledge I exist

I'd be your pièce de résistance

We'd sit for days on porch swings

make hearts and rusted bed springs sing

in three-four time

If you were mine



If you were mine

I'd sleep outside your door

through torrential rain falls

If you were mine

then I'd stuff thank you cards into the wailing wall

If you were mine

we'd die poetic deaths like in Greek tragic plays

If you were mine

they'd turn our funeral into a holiday



Who waxed the floors and opened the trap doors?

Because I'm falling

It's not as if you'd ever call me

but now and then you could

acknowledge I exist

I'd be your pièce de résistance

We'd sit for days on porch swings

make hearts and rusted bed springs sing

in three-four time

If you were mine