WISH YOU WERE HERE
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 smaile 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 confort for changed?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for alead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls suimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
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 smaile 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 confort for changed?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for alead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We’re just two lost souls suimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
