A Hundred Wishes

(альбом: Lost Souls - 2018)

If I had a hundred wishes
And only one of them could come true
I would wish that over this distance
I could be right there now with you

Could we be in France again
Dance beneath the olive trees
Mingling bodies on a deserted beach
Moon above to catch the breeze

In the night I see you still
Darken hair and tender smile
Leaning out of the window sill
Clutching roses on the while

Could we be in Spain again
Dance beneath the olive trees
Mingling bodies on a deserted beach
Moon above to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes
Only one of them could come true
I would wish that over this distance
I could be right there now with you

Do you remember the Summer grand
We took to the coast of Clare
Heard the ocean warm the rocks
Listened to the music there

Could we be in Ireland again
Dance beneath the oak trees
Mingling bodies on a deserted beach
Moon above to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes
Only one of them could come true
I would wish that over this distance
I could be right there now with you