Wish You Were So, so you think you can tell Heaven from blue skies from pain. 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 for trees? Hot for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? did you exchange a walk on part in the for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, after year, running over the old ground. What have we found? The same old fears, wish you were here.