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