Blink-182 - Wishing Well

"Wishing Well" lyrics

Wishing Well

Been gone a long time.
I kinda' lost my way, can't find it.
And I caught a short ride,
To the grave and back this season.
I can try to get by,
But every time I start to panic.
I'm a little bit shy,
A bit strange and a little bit manic.

I went to a wishing well,
That sank to the ocean floor,
Cut up by sharpened rocks,
And washed up along the shore.
I reached for a shooting star,
It burnt a hole through my hand.
And made its way through my heart;
Have fun in the promised land.

On the narrowing line.
What a way to sort my troubles,
In a very short time.
Gonna' pop; better duck and cover.
Can you figure me out?
I got caught like a little kid stealing.
Did I say it too loud,
A bit hard or a little misleading?

I went to a wishing well,
That sank to the ocean floor,
Cut up by sharpened rocks,
And washed up along the shore.
I reached for a shooting star,
It burnt a hole through my hand.
And made its way through my heart;
Have fun in the promised land.