A Hundred Wishes

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you

Could we be in France again?

Dance beneath the olive trees

Lingering bodies on a deserted beach

Moon above to catch the breeze

In the night, I see you still

Darkened hair and a tender smile

Leaning out of the window sill

Clutching roses all the whild

Could we be in Spain again?

Dance beneath the olive trees

Mingling bodies on a deserted beach

Moon above to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you

Do you remember the the summer grand

We took to the coast of Clare

Heard the ocean warm the rocks

Listened to the music there

Could we be in Ireland again?

Dance beneath the oak trees

Mingling bodies on a deserted beach

Moon above to catch the breeze

If I had a hundred wishes

And only one of them could come true

I would wish that, over this distance

I could be right there, now, with you