I Wish (The Chamber, Buffalo, NY)

I wish I could have all the things that I need to win your love
But when I try and get close to you all I get is quite a shove
Off the cliff
You're so cold and so stiff
When I climb up the stack
There's a knife in my back

You turn up your nose at my life and the things I want to be
No reason for small talk because now the blind can see

I wish I could have all the things I need to win your love
But giving you silver and diamonds won't be quite enough
For your taste
Loving you is such a waste
You say reach for the top
Then you beg me to stop



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Writer(s): Gerry Cannizzaro
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