Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day
I believe oh, Lord, I believe all the way (come get up, my baby)
Run for the shadows, run for the shadows
Run for the shadows in these golden years
The headlines read "These are the worst of times"
I do believe it's true
I feel so helpless like a boat against the tide
I wish the summer winds could bring back paradise
But I know, if the world turned upside down
Baby, I know you'd always be around
All day long, wearing a mask of false bravado
Trying to keep up the smile that hides a tear.
But as the sun goes down,
I get that empty feeling again.
How I wish to God that you were here.