Did shooting stars forget to tell you Of all the wishes that I made? Did you by chance notice my coins Collecting rust in fountain beds?
Did gentle winds from blown-out candles Passing you by along the way, Did they forget to let you know How I wished for you on those days?
Have many years that flew right past you, Have they not mentioned me at all? Not a memory... not a thought... Not in a dream... not in a song?
Yet you were always in some corner Tucked away neatly in my heart, Sometimes a feeling, others... a moment, Out of tune string playing faint chords.
I took you with me through a lifetime, Through all the good times and the storms, As I stood small before great wonders You were there with me in some form.
And maybe I forgot the difference Between you, and some distant dream, Time tends to blur those faint edges Between your wishes and what's real.
And maybe one day you'll see a rainbow, Or catch the dandelion I set free, Maybe one day they won't forget to Bring you the wishes you had from me.