Wishing Well
(originally by Free)
Take off your hat, kick off your shoes.
I know you not goin' anywhere.
Running around town singin' your blues.
You know you ain't goin' anywhere.
You've always been a good friend of mine,
But just keep saying farewell.
And the only time that you're satisfied,
Is with your feet in the wishing well.
Throw down your gun, you might shoot yourself.
Or is that what you're tryin' to do?
Put up a fight you believe to be right,
And one day the sun will shine through.
You've always got somethin' to hide.
Somethin' you just can't tell.
And the only time that you're satisfied,
Is with your feet in the wishing well.
But I know what you're wishing for.
Love in a peaceful world.
Love in a peaceful world.
Love in a peaceful world.
Love in a peaceful world.
You've always been a good friend of mine,
But you keep saying farewell.
And the only time that you're satisfied,
Is with your feet in the wishing well.
In the wishing well.
In the wishing well.
Everybody's got a dream and they take it to the wishing well.
Everybody's got a dream, hah.
Wishing well.
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