Ron Pope If You Were A Stone
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
If you were a tree, then I'd be the earth, clutching your roots as you reach skyward.
I am a metaphor for all the things I couldn't say. It's never easy then it hurts.
Like scratching diamonds, I have tried to find my way to you. But we're both moving in reverse.
And I wish that we could both find a simple way just to make it by. But right now I'm alright if you're just fine.
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
If you were a tree, then I'd be the earth, clutching your roots as you reach skyward.
Some nights you're a photograph fading in my memory. And some days I feel you on my skin.
We're trading silence there are words that seem to steal our breath and I just dream about your lips.
And I wish that we could both find a simple way just to make it by. But right now I'm alright if you're just fine.
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
If you were a tree, then I'd be the earth, clutching your roots as you reach skyward.
And we'd count the stars, my hands in yours and I'd hold my breath 'til we both fell asleep.
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for..
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for..
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for you.
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for..
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for..
I will wait, I will wait, I will wait for you.
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
If you were a tree, then I'd be the earth, clutching your roots as you reach skyward.
If you were a stone, then I'd be the rain, I'd turn you to sand as the time slips away.
