Let the Good Things Come

I wish I had walked down, every road I ever set my eyes upon.
I wish I could take care, of every dream I ever set my heart upon.
I wish I could step free, of every weight I ever leaned my weight upon.

Wish I could walk out, of every scene of every game I ever played.
I wish I could move on, from every place in every town I ever stayed.
I wish I could let go, and hold on to anything I wanted to.

I wish I could see you, and bear the times and long the days to waste away.
I wish I could be you, and see the world another way, another way.
I wish you could get through, to every face and every friend I ever knew.