Lyrics Joseph Arthur

Joseph Arthur

Wishing Well

On a long-distance sunday

We could go to the mall

Look around but still don't buy much

Can't afford a place to fall

Oh, the wishing well

Throw your coins in there

Tell them what you want

Oh, the wishing well

I wonder who gets the money

It's been sitting there for years

Those old coins they don't rust tho

Soaking in our dreams and tears

Oh, the wishing well

Throw your coins in there

Tell them what you want

Oh, the wishing well

Just one dime will get you mercy (mercy)

A nickel is worth a place to stay (come here)

A quarter and you'll be forgiven

For everything you couldn't say

Oh, the wishing well

Throw your coins in there

Tell them what you want

Oh, the wishing well

I know you will

Find your way

You know you've got to hold on

You always got to hold on

I know you will

Find your way

You know you've got to hold on

You always got to hold on

I know you will

Find your way

To hold on, hold on

I know you will

Find your way

To hold on, hold on