I Wish Songtext
von Mark Ayling
I Wish Songtext
I wish I was running free in the fields
Like a child without a care in the world
Never out of breath, no aches and pains
Just laughing through the summer rain
I wish I was the pilot of a huge jet plane
Flying to somewhere far away
Cruising at thirty thousand feet above the clouds
And into the sunrise of another day
I wish I was floating on a deep blue sea
The warm waves lapping over me
Or on a canoe in the shade of summer trees
Pulling me gently on the breeze
I wish I was walking the endless road
I′d pitch my tent every night and call it home
No need for a map, I'll just pick a track
And keep walking on with the sun on my back
Sun on my back
I wish I was riding five abreast
A tattoo of my colours proudly displayed on my chest
A modern day outlaw striking fear in the hearts
Of anyone that dares to stand in my path
I wish I was driving an eighteen wheeler
Across the highways of North America
Or screeching around the New York streets
Then the screaming sirens of the following heat
I wish I was being chauffeured in a limousine
A movie star on the covers of all the magazines
Or cruising in a tour bus black and chrome
From Madison Square Garden to my L.A. home
I wish I was riding on a snaking train
Across the Canadian Rockies or the African plains
The moan of the horn and the ding of the bell
Waking each day to a different view of the world
A different view of the world
A different view of the world
A European town, I′m hitching a ride
With the devil riding out to the other side
I take a glimpse back once or twice
Less and less with every roll of the dice
Like a child without a care in the world
Never out of breath, no aches and pains
Just laughing through the summer rain
I wish I was the pilot of a huge jet plane
Flying to somewhere far away
Cruising at thirty thousand feet above the clouds
And into the sunrise of another day
I wish I was floating on a deep blue sea
The warm waves lapping over me
Or on a canoe in the shade of summer trees
Pulling me gently on the breeze
I wish I was walking the endless road
I′d pitch my tent every night and call it home
No need for a map, I'll just pick a track
And keep walking on with the sun on my back
Sun on my back
I wish I was riding five abreast
A tattoo of my colours proudly displayed on my chest
A modern day outlaw striking fear in the hearts
Of anyone that dares to stand in my path
I wish I was driving an eighteen wheeler
Across the highways of North America
Or screeching around the New York streets
Then the screaming sirens of the following heat
I wish I was being chauffeured in a limousine
A movie star on the covers of all the magazines
Or cruising in a tour bus black and chrome
From Madison Square Garden to my L.A. home
I wish I was riding on a snaking train
Across the Canadian Rockies or the African plains
The moan of the horn and the ding of the bell
Waking each day to a different view of the world
A different view of the world
A different view of the world
A European town, I′m hitching a ride
With the devil riding out to the other side
I take a glimpse back once or twice
Less and less with every roll of the dice
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