If you were me and I were you
I can't help wonder what we'd do.
It sounds so silly but I can't help it
It's neither wisdom nor is it wit
Would you say the same things as me?
It's difficult to picture but not hard to see
Would you walk the same walk?
Or would you talk the same talk
Would people speak to you in the same way
Would you always know just what to say
Would you remember my name if we met again
If yes I'll save the date just tell me when.
Our lives are separate but its meant to be
Because you are still you and I am still me
The question that haunts me the most
And hovers around me, like a ghost...
I'm not a sadist just so you know,
You can choose whether you want to stay or go.
Our lives may be different and so are our faces
If you wore my shoes would you trip over the laces?