His only problem, can be your own
it's only yours, gone by miles There will be problems, its only yours
they can be feelings, they can be naive You have to hold it, you have to carry it
ooh just nurture it, and only feel this And every time you would pa** by
with 3 wishes, 3 strikes And every time you would pa** by
with 3 wishes, make me rich And every time you would pa** by
with thoughts like, making me itch And every time you would pa** by
wishes like, feeling alive No I cant go, second thoughts taking control
you wish I had it all figured out
separating thoughts from each other,
thinking it's all for another, trip in my mind How do you justify things I do and why
have you ever fed with things you (have) aforesaid How do you justify things I did and why
have I ever said anything that made you cry What do I know, make me whole