What's It Like? by Joseph D. Smith
What if I came clean,
Came down without a frown,
And became the dean
of my own universe?
I am a slave of my own addiction,
I just gotta behave in my own conviction.
Now life is a turn-around,
What's it "like"?
What if I came clean,
Came down without a frown,
And became the dean
of my own universe?
Life sometimes gives me trouble,
Even then I will blow a bubble!
Although that bubble asks
What's it "like"?
What if I came clean,
Came down without a frown,
And became the dean
of my own universe?
What if I told you,
You are in charge?
What if I hold you,
Will you cry?
What if you only knew...?
What if I came clean,
Came down without a frown,
And became the dean
of my own universe?
What can I do...?
What will I do...?
What then,
What's it "like"?