Well of the Saints Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2014
Lyrics
I wanna be where the sky is always blue
Where there are never clouds
Wanna be where the sky is always blue
Where there are never clouds
Fading slowly day by day
One more sleep we'll be away
Falling slowly into the well of the saints
We can make it if try
I don't believe you
I don't believe it any more
Just one foot, before the other
I don't believe you
I don't believe it any more
A crisis of faith is the last thing I can afford
Just when a God out of a box
Would be really useful
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
Holes in his ankles, holes in his wrists
Really useful
Gone gone gone gone
Gone gone gone gone
I don't believe you
I don't believe it any more
A crisis of faith is a luxury I can't afford
Wanna be where the sky is always blue
Where there are never clouds