Possibility is the basis of everything

Still I would want to be someone who’d answer to me:
Someone who sees like a child, gives like a saint,
feels like an angel — never mind the broken wings,
and speaks like a picture, cries like the rain, shines like a star,
as long as the fire remains.

“they say that i can move the mountains and send them falling to the sea. they say that i can walk on water if i would follow and believe with faith like a child.”