If I had a hundred wishesAnd only one of them could come trueI would wish that over this distanceI could be right there now with youCould we be in France againDance beneath the olive treesMingling bodies on a deserted beachMoon above to catch the breezeIn the night I see you stillDarken hair and tender smileLeaning out of the window sillClutching roses on the whildCould we be in Spain againDance beneath the olive treesMingling bodies on a deserted beachMoon above to catch the breezeIf I had a hundred wishesOnly one of them could come trueI would wish that over this distanceI could be right there now with youDo you remember the summer grandWe took to the coast of ClareHeard the ocean warm the rocksListened to the music thereCould we be in Ireland againDance beneath the oak treesMingling bodies on a deserted beachMoon above to catch the breezeIf I had a hundred wishesOnly one of them could come trueI would wish that over this distanceI could be right there now with you
