Tireless waves of cobalt blue
Too much like the ocean, an object of fear.
Eyes closed, but emerald green
Like the grass that tickles his sides.
A wave of calm exudes from him always
Even under the most pressure,
He only grows calmer.
Why not I, with this gift?
Why not I?
A splotch of tan which hides beneath
The bravest heart ever yet to beat.
The inner workings of this body, like magic
Thin or strong, through it all,
He can run.
He will fight.
Why not I, with this determination?
Why not I?
Never deaf, even in sleep
To a cry for help or a tear on a cheek.
It's impossible to stay sad with him,
His smiles more contagious than any flu.
Why not I, with this heart of gold?
Why not I?
And now, he sleeps,
Calm and breathing deeply,
Eyes serenely closed.
Stomach filled? You'd never know.
Calm from within, soft and relaxed without,
The touch of a hero is not always rough.
Why not I, with this gentle strength?
Why not I?
Eyes of green, fur of eternal blue,
Legends told of a creature bound to the wind
Now sleeping before me, no more the pet of the extreme forces that be
Than he is of anything else.
My savior, my friend,
I am jealous of thee.
Why not I, to be Sonic the Hedgehog?
Why not I?