Wishing Well

I had a dream last night about a girl
She was running, running, running, for her life
As she came closer and closer
She tripped and fell
Down, down, down the wishing well

I hear an echo of a whisper in the street
And the voice is softly calling out my name
And it is making me yearn for younger days
Finding my way through this god damn maze

So, this is how it goes
So, this is how it ends
Everything is gone
You are gone
There's no more whising to be done

I've had this feeling in my gut for quite some time
And it is tugging rather hard at my heart
I wanna go where the birds are flying free
High up in the sky away from me

So, this is how it goes
So, this is how it ends
Everything is gone
You are gone
There's no more whising to be done

I had this dream last night about a girl
She was falling like a feather in the wind
As she came closer and closer
She tripped and fell
Down, down, down the whising well
As she came closer and closer
She tripped and fell
Down, down, down the whising well

So, this is how it goes
So, this is how it ends
So, this is how it goes
So, this is how it ends
Everything is gone
You are gone
Everything is gone
I am gone
There's no more whising to be done