I wonder what it’s like to be the rainmaker. I wonder what it’s like to know that I made the rain. I’d store it in boxes with little yellow tags on every one, and you can come and see them when I’m done.
I wonder what it’s like to be a super hero. I wonder where I’d go if I could fly around downtown. From some other planet, I get this funky high on the yellow sun. Boy I bet my friends will all be stunned.
I wonder what it’s like to be the head honcho. I wonder what I’d do if they all did just what I said. I’d shout out an order, “I think we’re out of this, man get me some. Boy don’t make me wanna change my tone.”
Please don’t change, please don’t break. The only thing that seems to work at all is you. Please don’t change, at all from me…to you, and you to me.