I wish I have the craftsmanship of Shakespeare to draft my words that you’d hear and my feelings towards you my dear so they sound like a page out of poetry then swerve you into the hands of me
I wish I have the baritone of Bob Dylan to shout my words to a beautiful tune and my feelings to woo my woman so they catch your heart like a retro hit then your love, it shines for me bright
I wish I have the vision of Michelangelo to draw my words that I dearly hold and my feelings in red green and blue so they amuse you like a little child then your love, it grows for me wild
I wish you’re mine I wish it all the time I wish you’re in my sight I wish you hold me tight