© 1999, lyrics by Michael Strand
If I met you, would I stop up?
Would I notice it was you?
Would I be so deeply dreaming
like a serenading fool?
Would I be too busy doing
what I always tend to do?
Could I realize your presence?
Would I notice it was you?
What if I were married to you
for twenty-seven years?
Would I be dearly beloved
or bring your eyes to tears?
Would we have enchanting meetings
full of pleasure, love and fun?
Would we both be still intriguing
or the thrill was long since gone?
If routine and habit showed up
would I know what I should do?
Should I shower you with flowers?
Would it still be only you?