Текст: Charlie Landsborough. I Wish It Was Me.

I wonder whose having my perfect night,
Standing where I used to be,
Tasting your sweet kind of dynamite,
Oh how I wish it was me.

Some one is having their dream come true,
Living my fantasy,
Some one is falling in love with you,
Oh how I wish it was me.

Somebody else is sailing my ship through a star spangled sky,
Some body else is melting your ways as the hours go by,
Heaven knows I wish it was me.

Some one is looking into your eyes,
Seeing what I used to see,
lost in your spell as the evening dies,
Oh how I wish it was me.


As the hours go on by heaven knows I wish it was me.

I wonder whose having my perfect night,
Standing where I used to be,
Tasting your sweet kind of dynamite,
Oh how I wish it was me.
Oh how I wish it was me.