I wish I wish I were that first drop of morning dew Ever danced on that nameless tree outside your window At least it vaporizes into the air The air you breathe to grow;
I wish I wish I were that March wind Ever fret your wind chimes into a song At least it knocks your door at night The night you're sleepless till the break of dawn;
I wish I wish I were that unknown stream Ever drifted over your sweet dream At least it carries some fragments of memories Memories of you and me;
I wish I wish I could join the shooting stars The shooting stars of your sky With a sigh of burning desire As the embers die I know it's the only way I embrace your heart.
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