With stardust on her skin,
And the ocean in her eyes,
I say she’s beautiful,
But she doesn’t recognize
The way that my breath catches when she holds my hand
It’s times like these I think
“Oh, I wish I was a man.”
With her earth-toned hair,
And a sparkle in her laugh,
There’s magic in the air,
When I’m with my other half.
When tears stream down her cheeks
I help any way I can,
But a voice inside me screams
“Oh, I wish I was a man.”
With gloss on her lips,
And polish on her nails,
Our relationship could only be
Told in fairytales.
Writing about her now
Makes me seem like some crazed fan,
But for my love, all I can say is
“Oh, I wish I was a man.”
But if I was a man,
Would she let me be this close?
Would she let me braid her hair
And let me paint her toes?
If I was a man
Would she let me in her life?
Would I ever have the chance
To have her as my wife?
If I was a man
Would she trust me so?
Would she cuddle up to me
As we watch her favorite show?
If I was a man
I wouldn’t know her so well
I would never have a chance
With this gorgeous mademoiselle
So instead of changing my gender
Which might be a little bizarre
I think that I am fine
With things being as they are.
