Cactus के बोल

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Wishing that I had just something you wore I put it on when I go lonely Will you take off your dress and send it to me? I miss your kissin' and I miss your head Letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So, run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your kissin' and I miss your head And a Letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your soup and I miss your bread letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast and drip your wine Wear that dress when you're dying Sitting here wishing on a cement floor wishing that I had just something you wore Bloody your hands on a cactus tree Wipe it on your dress and send it to me Sitting here wishing on a cement floor wishing that I had just something you wore