Touch you with my lips,
Instead of having
This endless taste of miss
Wish i could
Hear your voice,
Not ever wonder
What would be your choice
Wish i could
Hold your hand,
Rather than feeling
That i wander in hell
Wish i could
Wash your feet,
Not wasting
My tears
Wish i could
Learn from you,
Not second
And reading with no clue
Wish i could
Wish i could
Jesus,
Wish i could.
