An eyelash on my fingertip.
A genie from a lamp not lit.
That certain special time on the clock.
A blazing, streaking piece of rock.
Too many reasons to make a wish,
And no other wish compares to this.
One, that come the day that I should die,
I become Nature's windy Sigh.
Second, that we shall not war against our brothers,
And there shall be no more mourning mothers.
But to complete these wishes three,
I simply wish for You and Me.
To gaze forever in your eyes
For they are rivaling the skies,
You make my Spirit soar and rise.
I know this feeling never dies.
And to complete these wishes three,
I simply wish for you and me.
And to complete this wishes three,
I simply wish for us to be.