Ever thought what it would be like to see the world through someone else’s eyes?
To feel, touch, hear and understand why they tell their lies,
To view yourself only as others view you,
To see if you really act as they say you do?
Ever wondered what would happen if you stepped into another’s shoes,
Exchange what at the beginning you thought were contrasting views,
To walk down the street visible to all,
For just one moment people to answer your beck and call?
Ever thought of what it would be like to exchange brains for just a day or two?
To think like only the other can do,
To speak like Obama or play like Mozart,
To stare at an empty canvas and produce a work of art?
Ever wondered how it would feel to have a talented pair of hands,
To see a piece of wood and make beautiful lamp stands,
To till on your farm and reap what you sow,
Or work on a garden and watch tulips grow?
Ever had that feeling that all you do can’t really cut it, is never enough,
Like you’re in the dog fight and things are just too rough,
Like all that you’ve had is all that you will ever get,
And heights that you strive to will only end in regret?
Ever thought that out there somebody might be looking at you?
And wondering how you do the things you do,
Wishing they could live your life for a day or two,
See the world through your imperfect view,
Ever thought that the somebody you want to be might actually be you?