Wishful Thinking
As I sit here, wishing he was here
Trickling down my face, are tears
I kept thinking, maybe it's not true
When's this nightmare through?
Had seen his name on different sites
Start to feel really uptight
Kept thinking maybe I am right
Some day he will be standing in sight
If this only could have been true
I wouldn't feel the way I do
still have my brother here, too
if only people knew
© Melanie . All rights reserved, 12 hours ago
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