A Hundred Wishes

If I had a hundred wishes And only one of them could come true I would wish that, over this distance I could be right there, now, with you, with you Could we be in France again? Dance beneath the olive trees Lingering bodies on a deserted beach Moon above to catch the breeze In the night, I see you still Darkened hair and a tender smile Leaning out of the windowsill Clutching roses all the while Could we be in Spain again? Dance beneath the olive trees Mingling bodies on a deserted beach Moon above to catch the breeze If I had a hundred wishes And only one of them could come true I would wish that, over this distance I could be right there, now, with you Do you remember the sunlit road We took to the coast of Clare Heard the ocean on the rocks And listened to the music there Could we be in Ireland again? Dance beneath the oak trees Mingling bodies on a deserted beach Moon above to catch the breeze If I had a hundred wishes And only one of them could come true I would wish that, over this distance I could be right there, now, with you...