| Wish You Were Here. |
| So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a lead-role in a cage? How I wish, How I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls, Swimming in a fish bowl, Year after year. Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here. |