i want what i can't have

Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars
I could really use a wish right now

I could use a dream or a genie or a wish,
To go back to a place much simpler than this.
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
and when you're staring at that phone in your lap
and you hoping but them people never call you back.
But that's just how the story unfolds,
You get another hand soon after you fold
and when your plans unravel
and they sayin' what would you wish for
If you had one chance.