Everyday I walk to the wishing well with a silver coin in my hand and tears in my eyes.
All I keep asking for is this one wish before I die.
In my mind I know it's idiotic to ask a wishing well for such a thing.
But how can I not ask for my heart's lifelong dream?
I ask for 24 hours,
I ask for just one day.
To spend with you,
To be given the chance to tell you all the things my heart longs to say.
But as my pockets begin to empty,
and my money grows thin;
I know that soon I am gonna have to dive right in,
And walk my many walks to the wishing well again.
As I refuse to let this dream, this wish come to an end.
So please excuse me now,I just dropped my last coin in;
I must do as I have said,I must dive in.
