I used to wish upon the Coke trucks
That I saw driving by
Just a kid with my two brothers
We wished that we could fly
It became a natural habit
See the red, look to the sky
Whisper what would never happen
And then move on with my life
I took it with me through the years
That silly tradition I made up
And while prayers claimed most of my dreams
Upon a Coke truck was still one
These days I see those red trucks
Remember all that I wished for
And smile to myself 'cause
I'm not wishing anymore
this is so beautiful!!!
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