I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hang on
The Christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top
I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the grounds
Or fifty million hands up raised and opened toward the sky

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me
I wish I was a messenger and all the news is good
I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on
I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on
I wish I was the verb to trust and never let you down

(Fades Out)
I wish I was the radio song, the one that you couldn't turn up