I've always wished and hoped for someone like her.
My Wish
I wished upon a shooting star the other night
Now my mind has been spinning
But I don't know if I'm really her type
I can't hide my thoughts from her, why should I anyway?
I can't help for the way I feel
Yet I don't want to feel different
So pure, so much in common...
So many possibilities
But will I ever get my wish?
© 1999 Rob Murphy
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