| What would I do If I could suddenly feel |
| And to know once again |
| That what I feel is real? |
| I could cry, I could smile |
| I might lay back for a while |
| Oh, tell me what |
| What would I do if I could feel? |
| What would I do If I could reach inside of me And to know how it feels |
| To say I like what I see? |
| Then I’d be more than glad to share |
| All that I have inside of here |
| And the songs my heart might bring |
| You’d be more than glad to sing |
| And if tears should fall from my eyes |
| Just think of all the wounds they could mend |
| And just think of all the time, I could spend |
| Just being vulnerable again |
| Oh, tell me what, what would I do? |
| Oh, tell me what, what would I do? |
| Oh, tell me what, what would I do If I could feel? |