I waited and I waited some more,
I made a run on hope,
And she made me trip and falter,
As I went right up the slope.
When all that's left's a wish,
A wish upon a wheel,
That someday we'll get away,
And you'll be mine to steal.
She saw my life a closed book,
And I read her every page,
Her eyes ne'er looked past through me,
Though my love didn't need a gauge.
And there's a wish that's left as yet,
A wish upon a wheel,
That someday we'll drive away,
And you'll be mine for real.
And there's times when I can't help but think,
Of what could have been ,
And there's times when I can't help but think,
I missed the things I should've seen.
And there's a wish that's left as yet,
A wish upon a wheel,
That someday fortunes will change,
And you'll be mine for real.
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