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• Artiste: Strawberries (The)
• Titre: Wishing Well
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A hundred morning loom, Like storm clouds whisper certain doom, Hope belief and joy, Will never bless a thoughtful boy, A million trembling days, Caged in pent up greed and hate, Come on weary limbs, Take me to where I might begin, Fighting every step, Cos of the one, who steals my breath, To believe that I might find, A loving lover's lullaby in which to lie, In the final moments as my spirit leaves my eyes, Look to windward now, To undiscovered land and sound, To look beyond the clouds, Takes more strength than we're allowed, Searching every day, For a want to wish past days away and pray, For a life long and safe, In your wishing well could I find, A renascence that a penny could buy? Cos every time I try to wish her vows away, I get caught up in the guilt of my ways, Another evening comes, The sweetest girl in silver gloves, Kisses the gloom of my face, And tells me that I'll find my place, Maybe if she's real, We'll meet and greet, she'll fall and I will feel, Reborn and healed In your wishing well could I find, A renascence that a penny could buy? Cos every time I try to wish her vows away, I get caught up in the guilt of my ways, I wish, I wish, To wish my wants away, I wish, I wish, You'd burn it all away, I wish, I wish, That grace will find my face, I wish, I wish, For forgiveness to embrace,