Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
..........................We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl................year after year......................
Running over the same old ground. What have you found?

The same old fears.
Wish you were here........

Don't tell others.........How I wish you were here......