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The Expendables

Wells

 

Wells

(album: Prove It - 2010)


Can I draw some water babe
From your well?
Can I draw some water baby
'Cause mine has failed
The bucket won't come up
No matter how hard I crank
The bucket won't come up
I think it sank

I walk the road between your house and mine
I hope the bridge hasn't collapsed
I hope the man at the gate will help me through
Unless he's holding on to you
Holding on
(Holding on)
To you...
(Holding on, holding on)

Holding on to you

How has your garden grown?
Is there fruit on your trees?
Do you need a laborer to pull up those weeds?

Oh, I am so lonely babe
In my house on the hill
Oh, I am so lonely baby
The silence kills

I walk the road between your house and mine
I hope the bridge hasn't collapsed
I hope the man at the gate will help me through
Unless he's holding on to you
Holding on, to you

Yeah, I wanna hold you, squeeze you
Love you, need you, feel you
Touch you, reel you, save you
Greet you, greet you, see you
Everywhere I turn, I need to know
Are you going away, and be there when I get home?
I'm crossing the bridge 1,000 miles along
Yes it's worth the wait, and nights alone
So far from home, and girl you wrong
And changed 'em up
I love it all, and what you were and who you are
And who you'll be, only time will tell
But your wishing well is calling me
This wouldn't ease my pain or hurt, and only you can quench my thirst
So I'm walking, I'm working, to bring it home
Come on girl keep holding on

I wish that I could sit
In your garden again
And watch the stars at night
From your bed

I walk the road between your house and mine
I hope the bridge hasn't collapsed
I hope the man at the gate will help me through
Unless he's holding on to you
Holding on
(Holding on, holding on)
To you...
(Holding on, holding on, come on)

Holding on to you

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