Wells by Expendables
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,
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