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Wish
I have nothing to offer the man that has all
Just a blank empty space against a brick wall
A heart that is empty and dry from its blood
Mindless and game less, and a life that's no good
I can share my thoughts from this empty mind
And it will mean nothing from two of a kind
Hes my shadow my darkness in this empty room
I cannot catch him and vanish now his gloom
A picture, a poster is for sure not his face
The distance between us as been long now in place
I will fall from my chair that is lonely and cold
Die from my poor heart that is broken and old
I think he cares not now how i really feel
And time to deliver wont make this heart heal
Give up? i think not for it sure ain't my style
But i must admit that i am tired at each mile
My candle as burned no light now for me
Yet this flame in my heart inflicts misery
Can you hear me? can you see me? or are you just blind
It's not everyday that you discover one of a kind
I am angry, i am broken, but still i go on
Because cupid and his arrow say you are the one
Bless me this night and grant me this wish
Tomorrow shall bring me just one magic kiss
Copyright© Sharon Brady
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