What would my hopes remind you of
If they were solitary and confined
I know your second thought would be
Why are you asking me
But what would your first reaction be
If I repositioned myself and asked again
It may be hard to see
But please make haste and answer me
And what would my ideas remind you of
If they were already defined
Instead of floating freely
In the atmosphere of your mind
What would my hopes remind you of
If they were solitary and confined