If I were a tree
I would let you climb all over me
Lift you up so you could finally see
How much farther your horizons could be
If I were a song
I would always want you singing along
Til the faintest of my echoes are gone
Wouldn't matter if you sang it all wrong
Even if the sun goes rolling backwards in the sky
Even if a post-apocalyptic doom transpires
Even if the frozen darkness traps us from all sides
I can be the wood, you can be the spark
We can build a fire
If you were the sky
I wouldn't stop until I learned how to fly
See the world the way it looked through your eye
Understand the things you value and why
If you were the deep
I wouldn't stop, I wouldn't be able to sleep
Til my knowledge of your depth was complete
And I'd found the hidden treasure you keep
Even if the sun goes rolling backwards in the sky
Even if a post-apocalyptic doom transpires
Even if the frozen darkness traps us from all sides
I can be the wood, you can be the spark
We can build a fire