dd_
06.07.02, 08:33
So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell, blue skies from pain?
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil,
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade Your heros for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears.
How I wish that you were here.
Oooh how I wish you were here.
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears.
How I wish that you were here...
