Wish You Were Here So, you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from Can you tell a green field a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes trees? Hot air for a cool Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in cage?
How I how I wish you were here. We're just two souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here.