i wish you had a rarer car.
i have three heart attacks a day
to think you're nosing 'round this way.
as soon as you have driven past
recovery is pretty fast
but then my mind's already gone too far
again.

i wish you lived across the street
so i could pop over to talk,
to join you in a forest walk,
or have a terrace-based soiree,
just always know that you're ok
but damn, the chances are we'll never meet
again.

i wish you weren't attractive so.
i want to escalte our game
to something powerful, free of shame,
to play your body close to mine
and take us into extra time
but you (and now nobody) lets it show
again.

i wish you had a family.
i want to know you're married off
to someone handsome, wise and tough
instead of having me snoop 'round.
i want to know you're sleeping sound
but then remind myself it's without me
again.

i wish i were that awesome too.
i want to navigate my way
to perfect aural bliss some day
and be olympically fit
with you if only you'd want it
but then i don't suppose i'd see it through
again.