Testo di Wishing

Mr. Laurence is a wishing well Wishes for the sun to rain Looks inside his little world And he wonders... And I'm wishing... Emily...she wipes her hands Turns and throws the money to the floor And she tried to give her best Wanted to pay more And I'm wishing... And under the smoke storm She tried to reach his hand It's dripping wet with gold dust She sinks away into the sand And I'm wishing...