By sinneD
Date: 20 July 1999

wishing well

there's a sadness in the air I breath
and in the moon that shines on me
and love is but a sleeping pill
to lay me down to sleep and forget
she rocks me in her arms and sing me
a lullabye of days yet to come
laying down some promises as sweet as sunset
to wash off the bitterness of reality
I drink from her wishing well
pockets empty of pennies and dimes
but I have to throw in something
so I toss my life on the line
and down I go, down, down, down,
is there water at the bottom to break my fall?
or will I end up broken-hearted?
ahhh, but wishes are wishes
and the fairy godmother doesn't grant them all
another reality to deal with
another bitter pill to take
but falling has always been hard for me
and landing was harder still
I've never had the pleasure
of landing on a feather bed
that most of the time I wonder
does love have enough feathers left?
but it doesn't really matter now
if I hit the hardest floor
I'll throw myself again
and wish you will be all mine
until I can't anymore...