We wish for impossible things

There are some things you should wish for
With your half-baked, heart ached toss of a coin,
These are your wishing well moments, your bubble dreams
These wishes, they are impossible things.

Yesterday, once today, is memory
And blue black bruises fade to brown
I wished for clean white kisses, yellow mornings
These wishes, they are impossible things.

You reach right handed, left bloody
And one time caress is a slap
I wanted soft touches, babies, white weddings
These wishes, they are impossible things.

Sometimes I am so much smaller then this
And curl in a corner and cry
And in the darkness, there pain sings
These wishes, they are impossible things.

Once upon a promise they spoke magic
And led me then to believe
Beneath my shoulders were angels wings
And so I wish for impossible things.