How I'd Like to Come Back

[couchgrouch]

How I'd Like to Come BackWell, my wife brought us each a frosty brewwe watched some Barbara Walters interviewshe got this movie star to open up his heartabout his latest divorcethen she asked him when he passed awaywho he'd like to come back as somedayhe said "an astronaut folks that won't be forgota hero of theater or sportsyeah, a new Van Gogh or Mozarta genius of music or arta poet that wanders who writes and pondersto be or not to bea brilliant scientist who studies why we existin stars naked eyes can't seeI'd trade my academy awardif that would be my rewardwhen I fade to blackthat's how I'd like to come back"well, I sat on that loveseat with my wifethought of all I'd have with a diff'rent lifea Riviera beach, Rolls Royce, things out of reachfor a bricklayer's handsnow I don't know life's meaning, my friendbut life'd have little meaning in the endif I wasted my dreams wishing I was a king'stead of just a simple mannot a new Van Gogh or Mozarta genius of music or arta poet that wanders who writes and pondersto be or not to becos brainy scientists who study why we existdon't know much more than memaybe I'm a fool but Baby I'm proudof who I am right nowwhen I fade to blackthat's how I'd like to come back"slipped my arm around my wife's waistand said "our love could never be replacedwhen I meet my endI'd just want the same life againso when it all fades to blackthat's how I'd like to come back"(c)2006 Robert George