Wishful Thinking

Its A cool Love Song

    Everyday I think of her as I sit on the grass. I draw pictures and write songs about her and I can't stop thinking about her. And I wish that.....
                       
                                Our cheeks could brush,
                                Our lips could touch,
                                And our doupts could rot.

  She has the warmest smiles, brightest green eyes. When I think of her my heads starts spinning as I dream of her face. And I wish that.....


                                Our cheeks could brush,
                                Our lips could touch,
                                And our doupts could rot.

  As I wake from the dreams of her, I look to see her smiling at me, warming up my bones! All I could say was, " I Love You and I Wish That.....

                                Our cheeks could brush,
                                Our lips could touch,
                                And our doupts could rot!