Would you be the wind to blow me home
Would you be a dream
On the wings of a poem
And if we were walking through a crowd
Well you know I'd be proud
 [bad word] ]
If you call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would [bad word] Do you suppose [bad word] at all
I suppose I would

And if we were walking
Down a dead end street
Would you be the one to let our eyes meet
Or would you just keep on walking
Down to the turn around
'cause you know I'd be proud
 [bad word] 

And if I was gone from the land we know
Would be the dawn
And let your beauty still show
And if you were walking 
And heard the cold [bad word] Would you call my name
'cause you know I'd [bad word]