Lyrics

If I were a poet,
I'd write you a poem
Using pretty words

And if I were a painter
I'd paint you a picture
That words could not explain

No, I’ll never be in vogue,
Just a fool with a song and a dream

This is the song I sing,
Do with it what you will
With its silly words
And a voice that sings out of tune

You can throw it all away,
But when all is said and done
I will be right here

If I were an architect
I'd build you a home
Out of silver and gold

And if I were a clown
I'd put on a show
Just to see you smile

No, I’ll never be in vogue,
Just a fool with a song and a dream

This is the song I sing,
Do with it what you will
With its silly words
And a voice that sings out of tune