Wishful Thinker

I've got magic in my voice and wheels on my breath

I've got age on my face and rhythm in my bed

And don't think I don't note what has been said

when you're seen with a man like me

Now I don't know, girl, what happened to you

But when I look into those eyes I can't find the truth

What I see is a sad waste of beauty and youth

Or am I a wishful thinker?

I never meant, I never meant you harm, no

Not sure how it ends, but it started with a kiss

Then it rolls and pulls into something like bliss

And your soft sleeping warmth cures my harsh emptiness

Or was I an opportunist?

I never meant, I never meant you harm

Now there's something, Girl, I need you to know

There will soon come a time when I will have to let go

And when we're with others we can't let it show

Oh come all ye wishful thinkers

I never meant, I never meant you harm