© 2007 Teddie Cochran
On a clear spring morning
It was the usual quiet moment
One expects to find
Within these adobe walls
You could hear whisperin' maidens
As their wishes were laden
Upon the vintage chair
And Mary softly said
If you believe in the impossible
Reach for the unreachable
Trust in the miracle of the Lord
Let his love and your reverence
Bless you with his presents
As light from the heavens
Touch the wishing chair
They say the Priest requested
While giving her his blessing
She’d sit and wish her heart’s desire
He watched as the maiden
Sat and made her wantin’
Her expression of hope to find
Wishes do come true
She arose as if awakened
Of miracles in the makin'
From the velvet chair
And Mary softly said
If you believe in the impossible
Reach for the unreachable
Trust in the miracle of the Lord
Let his love and your reverence
Bless you with his presents
As light from the heavens
Touch the wishing chair
There is a legend
Of San Miguel Mission
And the wishing chair
