Wish I could stay with you
Wish I would reign in your heart.
Wish I would sing a song
A song of love when you're alone.
Wish there would be you and me
Written in the happy-ending love story.
Wish you could be mine and kept your heart in me.
But,why do i need to list down all those wishes
If I know that stars cannot grant all those silly thoughts?
Not even the old rusty wishing well in the wilderness,
or a blown-up candles on my birthday?
Yet, how could I not believe in magic,
if once, I was turned into a beautiful Cinderella.
And there I'd danced with the music of my love
With someone I used to ask from Above.
How could I not believe in magic
If you played the long-lost sound of my music.
The music of love I longed to hear within me.
With these sweetest song
We'd danced gracefully
But the clock struck twelve,
Now I need to face the reality.
that I just borrowed all those moments,
That I just stole some part of your lonely heart.
That there's nothing about us
Do I need to blame this magic wand
for ending a love story into a tragic one.
Do I need to scream over the broken music box?
Do I need to stay in a wonderful nostalgia?
Or I would rather learn the Art of letting go.
Right after I learned how to sing in a capella.
Would I have the power to search for a genie in a bottle?
And to Him, I'll whisper my one last wish,
"Wish I could learn to hide the feeling i had in you."
