Been gone a long timeI kinda lost my way, I can't find itAnd I caught a short rideTo the grave and back this seasonI can try to get byBut every time I start to panicI'm a little bit shyA bit strange and a little bit manicLa da da da, da da da daLa da da da, da da da da dax2I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floorCut up by sharper rocks, and washed up along the shoreI reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my handMade its way through my heart, had fun in the promised landOn the narrowing line, what a way to sort my troublesIn a very short time, gonna pop, better duck and coverCan you figure me out? I got caught like a little kid stealingDid I say it too loud? A bit hard or a little misleadingLa da da da, da da da daLa da da da, da da da da dax2I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floorCut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shoreI reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my handMade its way through my heart, had fun in the promised landLa da da da, da da da daLa da da da, da da da da dax2I went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floorCut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shoreI reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my handMade its way through my heart, had fun in the promised landI went to a wishing well, I sank to the ocean floorCut up by sharper rocks and washed up along the shoreI reached for a shooting star, it burned a hole through my handMade its way through my heart, had fun in the promised land