Wishing Well

	There's a dream that has no ending
	There's a love that cannot be
	There's a ghost without the chains of love
	Who will never ever be free
	And gather round the rich man
	Their own souls to sell
	Down in the darkness
	Of the wishing well
	There's a way to find peace
	That nobody cares to own
	The sacrifice that's needed
	May be way to close to home
	There's a charter of freedom
	Where the last soldier fell
	All in the darkness
	Of the wishing well
	There's a whisper of light
	Way above their desires
	While they sit in the dark
	And dream of bright skies
	What they wanted so bad
	Don't exist in it's place
	The idea of changing
	Is too hard to face
	Down in the darkness
	Of the wishing well
	So they sit at the bottom
	And they gaze with sad eyes
	That grow larger than envy
	Til they split at the sides
	And they sleep in the mess
	Of the last soul that fell
	Down in the darkness
	Oh, down in the darkness
	Of the wishing well