I used to throw away all my hopes and dreams,
Into the wishing well.
I was desperate for them to come true....
It always seems,
That no matter how much I would dwell,
dwell there for days with my bags of coins,
I left with not a single change,
I knew....
Another waste of my extra change....
It wasn't until an old man came to sit,
Told me something strange.
"You can't wish for your hopes and dreams to come true,
You have to make them happen..."
So I went out into the world and tried,
it was time to decide....
I put forth all my effort,
and my hopes and dreams began to come true.
I went to the old man and said,
"If it weren't for you,
I would still be wishing at the wishing well....