sitting on a blanket on the grass in the middle of the night
glad that the moon and stars are the only light
glancing into the sky and sees a falling star
wishing that i was there where you are
sitting alone on my bed and thinking of your face
wishing i was dressed in white and lace
wanting to be your MRS., your wife
needing you to stay apart of my life
standing by the lonely table, no one sitting there
wishing i had a family and someone to care
wiping away the tear that lands on my chin
knowing that without you i'll never have a grin
why is it that every time i make my crying plea
it seems that no one is listening to me
i've wished for you a thousand times this week
cried so many times its hard to speak
maybe just one more wish and i will have you with me
maybe one more prayer and i'll know that we were meant to be
wishes i wasnt so lonely and alone
thinking about picking up the phone
