Like a tenacious flame on a candle that just won't die out
Even after gushes of blows from a child with an eager pout
(Those feelings are gone, I momentarily thought
Oh how wrong I was, I kid you not)

'Make a wish' they say,
for only once a year comes a birthday
Eyes closed, hands clasped, the child then began to pray
(How silly of me, thinking they've gone away
When I knew deep down, they're here to stay)

Again they sang the same song but this time a little louder
Smiling wide, the child knew she'd thank herself for the wish when she's much older*
(The covers are warm but my insides are getting colder
But faith is here with me, whispering 'things will get better')