If the rain no longer fell, and the flowers wasted to the ground
If the stars no longer shone, and the breeze died down
You and I, we could still be happy

If the writers lost their words, and the blue fell from the sky
And the dreamers lost their nerve, and the seas went dry
You and I, we could still be happy

If the world forgot to turn around again,
and the winter never knew to change to spring
And the birds forgot to sing
We could still be happy

If I lost my memory, and forgot my name
If the road that led back home could not be found again
If the fires burned out, and we could not stay warm

If the world forgot to turn around again,
and the winter never knew to change to spring
And the birds forgot to sing
We could still be happy

The fallen rain may wash our home away
But we remain protected just the same
Always
We won’t want for anything

If the world forgot to turn around again,
and the winter never knew to change to spring
It wouldn’t mean a thing
We could still be happy

If the clock stopped telling time
If the money all ran out
We could still be happy