WERE IT NOT FOR YOU

WERE IT NOT FOR YOU

Were it not for you, I would not have known love,
The unlawful carnal knowledge of a man.
Were it not for you, I’d have lived a fantasy,
The rest of my days in a sad dreamland.

And because of you, every dream has come true.
I have flown, I have flown through the heavens so blue,
Done all manner of things I swore I would not do,
Were it not for you.

Were it not for you, I’d have never walked a Paris thoroughfare,
Never seen the London fog and Rome’s majestic airs,
Or San Francisco with its trolleys or the Golden Gate.
I would have met quite a different fate, were it not for you.
I would not have had the money and in short would not have dared,
If not for you and your wandering spirit, I would not have even cared.

But I followed where you led, where your hands have pointed,
Feeling like a chosen one, as though I’d been anointed,
Into some brotherhood where only you and I reside
And it has been a pleasure grand to join you on this ride.

Were it not for you, I would not have known passion,
Nor even the slightest of style and of fashion.
Were it not for you, there would still be blood on my coat,
San Fran would be a distant land where dead wishes would float.

Because of you, every dream has come true,
I have flown, I have flown through horizons so blue,
Done all manner of things I swore I would not do,
Were it not for you.

-Bruce Potts
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