Bobby Bland - Wishing Well Lyrics
Well I'm standing at the wishing well, gazin' up at afallin' starWell I'm standing at the wishin' well, gazing up at afallin' starWell I wished I was an angel, so I can fly on whereveryou areWell I can just see my pretty little self, floatin'around up there all day longWell I can just see my pretty little self, floatin'around up there all day longWell I can hear your sweet voice calling, fly on byme, fly on a-homeWell babyI know my flight will get a little rugged, but I'llmake it in on one wing and a prayerWell I know my flight will get a little rugged, butI'll make it in on one wing and a prayerWell I can make it through any kind of weather, aslong as I know you'll be waiting thereWell