I am drawing a sheet
full of dots and lines
- that's you.
And you are drawing a star,
scissor out, it shines.
- that's me.

I wish I knew each one of you,
knew all your bandy riddles
and you - mine,
knew mine.

Through my star shaped shades
I see some people stare at me.
And through my heart shaped heart
I sense someone's repair.

If I were a song,
then I'd be yours
and I'd cure your woe.

If I were a song,
then I'd be yours
and I'd cure your
woe.. woe.. woe

Different shapes and colors-
you're helping me unwind,
you are one of a kind
and you lighten up my mind.
But it's so many of you,
sometimes I just resign.

If I were a song,
then I'd be yours
and I'd cure your woe.
Ooh...
We'll sing each other's songs.
That's where our love belongs.