If wishes fell like rain,

Then certainly I am a storm

If hope would grow on trains

Then I would be the tracks

If love would be a game

Then certainly I am a gambler

If wisdom flows like water

Then I would learn to swim

If time was floating backwards

A traveler I would be

If mistakes were made from honey

I certainly would be a bee

If luck was more than guessing

I’d be an expert in my field

If failing was no option

I’d have more self-esteem

If fire wasn’t scarring

I’d cuddle close to flames

If ice was golden nuggets

I would save the arctic planes

If life was scripted TV

I wouldn’t take the role

If fame would be a constant

I’d go and dig a hole