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