If you had an hour Would you find the flower? Or a fruit that's sour? If you had an hour Time is what you needed If I wake you, you might feel too light Love is what you seeded That's where your mind wants to go Seeded to be weeded By your quiet father Or your doting mother Everywhere you look for me Clouded fields of misted stills Everything falls in between Are you not a dreamer? Are you not a dreamer? If you had the power If I had the power I would give you an hour If it's not me or you, then why? If it's not me or you, then why?