The Genie has no more wishes
You found me in a dark place
all covered with dust and mud
Worn and tarnished by abuse and misfortune
Just waiting for a little drop of love
You polished me and cherished me
Until all rust was gone
You cleaned me up and rub the rough edges
And placed me in the sun
You looked inside and found that I was
the most valuable gift you could own
So you took possession of my bottle
And made me the center of your home
I gave you three wishes just for your love
what things would make you complete
You decided that you wanted to be immortal
So I gave you three little legacies
You thought maybe financial security would
give a push in life
So I stood by you and supported your dreams
and wish number two gave you sense pride
Now you are successfull and your legacies complete
What would be wish number three
You seem to have all you need
Your ego took over and you looked outside of me
You ponder and wonder what in the world
could make you feel like you have it all
So wish number three was to get rid of me
and find someone else to love
poof I'm gone and you get a new one
to enjoy all that I gave
The euphoria you feel is only short lived
and you begin to call out my name
For all you received from wishing on me
begins to fade away
How can you have wish one and two
When wish three took the wish-master away