Wishes - Kim Mitchell

Some may wish for city streets

Jewels or silken gown

And some may crave unbounded wealth

Fame or beauty’s crown

And some may long for sunny paths

That lure the pleasures bent

Simpler things by far than these

Would keep my soul content

These are the things that I’ll wish for

These are the things I’ll wish for

These are the things that I’ll wish for

You and me

Give me god’s green countryside

With blue skies overhead

A tiny shack white curtained

On my sill a flower red

A laughing baby playing

Inside on the floor

A tiny flower garden growing

Outside my open door

And these are the things that I’ll wish for

These are the things I’ll wish for

These are the things that I’ll wish for

You and me

A table set for supper time

Fresh fruit and honeycomb

And a warm breeze that’s whispering

That your baby’s coming home

Simple things with Love and Faith

Far from worldly strife

Grant me these before I die

And I’ll ask no more of Life

Grant me these before I die

And I’ll ask no more of Life

And these are the things that I’ll wish for

These are the things I’ll wish for

These are the things that I’ll wish for

You and me

These are the things that I’ll wish for

These are the things I’ll wish for

These are the things that I’ll wish for

For you and me