Let's say the world was a legal pad
And everything was two dimensional
But somehow you were the third coordinate
And you were towering over our college rule
Would you draw me with your pencils and your pens?
Make me much prettier than I really am
And could you draw us with some picture perfect friends
If I chipped in for the ink?
Let's say you spilled all your coffee
On us while you weren't looking
And all our world was stained, awake and drowned
And all your doodling looked pretty foul
Would you draw me air bubbles so I could breathe
Or at least some chlorophyll making trees?
If I got erased would you even still love me
Or would you just draw yourself another he?

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