Impossible

If I were a sculptor with my hands
I’d scrape away your demands
And cut on through
And move the excess near perfection
It’d be just like you
But brand new

It’s impossible for me to chase my dreams
And to chase you too
So it seems
It’s impossible for me to chase my dreams
And to chase you too
Or so it seems

If I were poet with my words
I’d write our story
A happy ending
We’d grow old together
Through rain and stormy weather
It’s a nice picture
However….

It’s impossible for me to chase my dreams
And to chase you too
So it seems
It’s impossible for me to chase my dreams
And to chase you too
Or so it seems

Oooh, Ooooh

I need you and I miss you
And I pushed on without you
This is the way it has to be
Telling you girl I’m sorry
With everything we’ve through
You know that I still love you

Oooh, Oohh

Oooh, Ohhh