If only wishes can come true, I have one or two or maybe a few, And they're all about you, Without a prior hint or clue, and with not many huge plans to make, in you walk to play the cue, Everything I thought was sheer new, like there was nothing else left to do, but to wait for the cool drops of dew, What lovely eyes! What a view, not just a smile, but mischief too that could turn all my world blue, If only wishes can come true, I have one or two or maybe a few, And they're all about you.