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Wishing Well (Ed Mulrooney) video
#1334: YouTube video by TheEdMulrooneyShow
©2010 ~ Used with permission ~

Well, he throws his jacket on the motel bed,
With the voice of reason crying in his head;
And he knows he should have
turned that car around,
Now it's too late, too late to turn back now.
For all the times he's slipped he never fell,
But the way he's feeling now he might as well;
Go searching for some secret place to hide,
A whiskey bottle, crawl down deep inside.

And throw some stones in the wishing well,
Wait and see what the ripples tell;
He's out there all alone
and he can't go back home,
But you can only throw so many
stones into the wishing well.

No, he never meant to say the things he said,
Now they echo 'round and 'round inside his head;
There are certain things that time cannot erase,
Like the sadness and the hurt upon her face.
He wishes he could simply close his eyes,
And awaken in that former paradise;
Where the lines of love
and faith were clearly drawn,
Step back over, but those things are all but gone.

So he throws some stones in the wishing well,
Then he waits to see what the ripples tell;
He's out here all alone
and he can't go back home,
But you can only throw so many
stones into the wishing well.

So he throws some stones in the wishing well,
Waits to see what the ripples tell;
He's out there all alone
and he can't go back home,
But you can only throw so many
stones into the wishing well....
Into the wishing well.... Into the wishing well....

####.... Original song by Ed Mulrooney of Grand Falls-Windsor, NL ©2010. All rights reserved ....####
The video above features Ed Mulrooney accompanying himself on guitar.

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