Gewoon mooi

If you were a cowboy I would trail you,
If you were a piece of wood I’d nail you
to the floor.
If you were a sailboat I would sail you
to the shore.
If you were a river I would swim you,
If you were a house I would live in you
all my days.
If you were a preacher I’d begin
to change my ways.

Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.

If I was in jail
I know you’d spring me,
If I was a telephone you’d ring me
all day long.
If I was in pain I know you’d sing me
soothing songs.

Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.

If I was hungry you would feed me,
If I was in darkness you would lead me
to the light.
If I was a book I know you’d read me
every night.

If you were a cowboy I would trail you,
If you were a piece of wood I’d nail you
to the floor.
If you were sailboat I would sail you
to the shore.

If you were sailboat I would sail you
to the shore.