You are not so young
You are not so healthy
I don't think you're even wealthy
but you are the one
'cause I see in your dream
I 'm a muse serene
who inspires creation
out of life's recession
and you need my hand
to caress your cheek
and you need my smile
to gouge hope from the deep
and you need my body
as a boat so steady
to be safe to sail
for your own eternity
