When I was young, they told me
In quaint old nursery rhymes
If you have things to wish for
You may wish three times
No more shall be allowed you
So make the best of it
Since mine are all about you
Oh won't you help me please
Three wishes what shall they be
Sweet wishes one two and three
Since I have learned to love you
One has now come true
Won't you learn to love me
Then we'll have two
Three wishes none of them you
Just wishes only for you
When someday - you're wearing my ring
Three wishes will come true