If I could wish upon
A thousand stars or more,
So you would fall into my grasp,
I wish I'd find the time.
I wish our skin could touch again,
To warm our freezing arms.
Oh how I wish our lips would meet
So our wilted love could bloom.
I've found that wishing never gets.
Wishing's for the weak at mind,
And just how weak is mine?
If only you'd fall into my arms,
I wouldn't have to wish at all.
But you're pushing me away
A sheer precipice ahead,
Crashing waters rage below
And deserts loom behind.
It may sound passé,
But so does love
So just keep pushing,
Push me 'til I jump.
I'll jump off that cliff for you.