Dead Wood

I wish I was big

I wish I was tall

I wish I had houses

Instead of this hall

Somebody put me

Inside it one day

I know who it is

But he won't let me say

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood

He looks at me sometimes

And sometimes he knocks

On doorways beside me

And sometimes he rocks

Me to sleep in a chair

For he knows that I need

Affection as much

As a cut needs to bleed

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood

I wish I was something

I wish I was good

I wish I was made of

Mahogany wood