Well, there might be a hole in the roof,
Charlie, but maybe we'll see a shooting star
and we can make a wish on it.
Don't waste a wish on me.
If your mother were here,
she would say, that one's
She would hang you the moon and
then she'd bottle the stars.
She would say, brush your teeth,
is that dirt behind your ear?
You'd be dreaming if your
Maybe you can cheer him up.
Charlie, let's have another look at that notebook of
yours. I want to see all your new inventions.
If your father were here,
You'd be acting out the stories from
the books that you've read.
He'd be walking the plank of
And if wishes were horses,
And if cab bages were watches,
I would know the time all day
fer you are dreams in every size
It's getting colder tonight
We'll have to get you another blanket,
She would banish the cold
And your dad brings the springtime when
As we're watching you grow inch
I would thank her if your
Charlie, if you won't make a wish,
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