Lyric

If I were a God

I'd dress in rags

I'd have no crowns

Nor saints nor kisses

I'd shout to the heavens

That I'm a little tired

Of listening to prayers

While drinking a white wine

If I were a God

I'd eat ice cream

Among mortal sins

And wrong loves

I'd watch people

Dancing in the street

With a flash of sunshine

In every laugh

But I'm not a God

I'm just a street hustler

With a paper heart

And a written dream

I laugh at fate

That mocks me

If I were a God

I wouldn't have time to breathe

If I were a God

I'd give Mondays off

And I'd make the rain

A little more predictable

I'd climb mountains

Just for the fun

Of shouting to the world

"Look, I'm righteous!"

But I'm here

Counting stars

Without a throne

Nor wings nor those

Powers that make the world tremble

If I were a God

I would be deeper

But I'm not a God

I'm just a clown

With a paper heart

And a written dream

I laugh at fate

That mocks me

If I were a God

I wouldn't have

Breath