I'm sitting with a birthday cake before me
Candles to be blown but then I hear
Joey with a grin says make a wish
Now I'm caught in the whirlwind of dreams

I'm sitting with a birthday cake before me
Tangled in a real mental frenzy
The ghosts of my past go before me
And I can’t make a wish it seems

Should I wish for riches or fame on TV?
Or maybe just some peace for you and me

I'm sitting with a birthday cake before me
Taking my time and deeply breathe
Closing my eyes tight I make my wish
Hoping to do the same here next year