Could It Be Songtext
von Jah9

Tell me what you see, when you look at me?

Tell me do you know, how high, how low can you see the road?

The soul of a poet
The mind of a poet
The body of a goddess
And the heart of the King

She blessed and she know it
Serene when she show it
Jah-Jah fire blazing in her voice when she sing

Her life is invested
Her faith has been tested
The fruit of her remission is surrender to the promise of eternal life
Because she know the heights

I see her in my reflection
(I recognize her face)
I recognize her face
But when I focus
I notice (she′s in another place)
She's in another place


And she′s smiling, and resting, peaceful, and free
Makes me wonder, if it could be me?
(Could it be me?)
Could it be me?

Her heart it's been tempted, her lips have repented
Forgiveness is the method that she uses to deal
All her expectations has been tempered by patience
Forged like a sword of the greatest steel

Now her days are all splendid, worries have ended
Skillful when deciphering the symbols on the journey to eternal life
Because she know the heights, oh-oh, oh

I see her in my reflection
(I recognize her face)
I recognize her face
But when I focus
I notice (she's in another place)
She is in another place

And she′s whispering something that I wish I could hear (wish I could hear)
Makes me want to be there (want to be there)
Makes me want to be there (want to be there)

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
(Could it be me? Could it be me?)

(Could it be? Could it be me?)


The soul of a poet, the mind of a poet
The body of a goddess
And the heart of the King

She blessed and she know it
Serene when she show it
Jah-Jah fire blazing in her voice when she sing

Her life is invested
Her faith has been tested
The fruit of her remission is surrender to the promise of eternal life
Because she know the heights

The soul of a poet
The body of a poet (see her in my reflection)
The body of a goddess
And the heart of the King

She blessed and she know it
Serene when she show it (I recognize her face)
Jah-Jah fire blazing in her voice when she sing

The soul of a poet (but when I focused)
The mind of a poet
The body of a goddess
And the heart of the King

She blessed and she know it
Serene when she show it (she is in another place)
Jah-Jah fire blazing in her voice when she sing

And she smiling, resting, peaceful, and free
Makes me wonder
If it could it me?
Could it be me?