Who Must I Be,

Who must I be, For you, to be with me? Must I be the Taxi Driver, So I can take you around the globe? Must I be the Plumber, So I can repair your bathtub? Must I be the Surgeon, So I can give you a younger face? Must I be the Mason, So I can build you a mansion, A pool - a really exquisite place? Must I be the Teacher, So I can prepare you for tomorrow? I am plunging in a deep sorrow. Must I be the Preacher, Like the one on the TV screen, The sweet talker, who can really be slick and mean? I simply want you to be mine, So I can chat with you day and night, So I can always be on sight, So you and I can play together, and dine In the best gourmet restaurant, Among the stars that really shine. I am inviting you to visit my tent Tonight, before the sun sinks in the ocean, Before the swans and the peacocks depart, So I can reveal the content of my heart. It is well known, when you’re near me, I’m in heaven, Where flamboyant rainbows decorate the sky; I am imagining that you are my favorite apple pie, The woman I honestly love, The summer wind which carries me above The clouds that cruise very far in eternity, And yet very close to a newly sustainable reality.