歌词
In the hot night I hear your voice
That blind horizon tying
It's blood red line to the center of choice
Hold on hold on
I broke my back down waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on
From the dessert I drank of the wishing well
Up late pour a little something in me
You slept so quiet and
I can't wake up the truth you hidden in me
Hold on hold on
I broke my back down waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on
From the dessert I drank of the wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well
Hold on hold on hold on
Waiting on a wishing well