standing on this old desk, this little oil lamp shines
always had me wondering
what if the winds blew strong tonight
had i tucked my dad to bed
and kissed him on the forehead
had i warned him that bed bugs bite
and whispered 'daddy, goodnight'

always had me wondering
what if the oil dried up tonight
had i finished up my sentences
and signed off with great appreciation
had i send it off on a postman's bike
and remind him to get them to my friends on time

always had me wondering
what if the lights went off tonight
have this lamp shone brightly for men to see
the only way, the truth and the light
have it been reflecting forth its fullest glory
and had the master well pleased with its story

what if the winds blew strong tonight
and what if the oil dried up tonight
what if, what if
what if the lights went off tonight