The Rembrandts Wishing Well

Well I don’t think about anything too much

I don’t worry ’bout somethin’ that I can’t touch…too much

And I don’t go around, puttin’ other people down

I sleep fine when I lay my head down….lay it down

Now I can’t say what’ll come my way, baby

Only tomorrow will tell

I’m sittin’ on a fence with my feet in the wishin’ well

I don’t know where I’m goin’ but I know where I’ve been

Had a lot of good times-made a lot of strange friends

(whoah what you gonna do when the well runs dry?)

Uh huh

Some lived hard and some were stolen

Some didn’t live at all-afraid to get broken

(Whoah what you gonna do when the well runs dry?)

Oh yeh

Now I can’t say what’ll come my way, baby

Only tomorrow will tell

I’m sittin’ on a fence with my feet in the wishin’ well

A wishin’ well

Hush-a-bye baby don’t make another sound

Don’t you know that I ain’t never gonna let you down

(Whoah what you gonna do when the well runs dry?)

Let you down

Now I can’t say what’ll come my way, baby

Only tomorrow will tell

I’m sittin’ on a fence with my feet in the wishin’ well

I’m sittin’ on a fence with my feet in the wishin’ well

A wishin’ well