After thursday, nothing will be the same thing (into my life)...

Pink Floyd (Composição: David Gilmour / Roger Waters)

1. Wish You Were Here

   So,

   So you think you can tell

   Heaven from Hell,

   Blue skies from pain

   Can you tell a green field

   From a cold steel rail?

   A smile from a veil?

   Do you think you can tell?

   
   

   Did they get you to trade

   Your heroes for ghosts?

   Hot ashes for trees?

   Hot air for a cool breeze?

   Cold comfort for change?

   Did you exchange

   A walk on part in the war

   For a lead role in a cage?

   
   

   How I wish, how I wish you were here

   We're just two lost souls

   Swimming in a fish bowl,

   Year after year,

   Running over the same old ground.

   What have we found?

   The same old fears

   Wish you were here.