Wishing Well

When I was a young man, I looked into my heart

There was an open space, just tearing me apart

And the rain came down, and the rain came down

And the rain came down, over me

Wondering along a curvy road, to see what I could see

Looking for any words or signs, of what this life was meant to be

And the rain came down, and the rain came down

And the rain came down, over me

I was in a hilly place, growing tired of the test

When I came upon a wishing well, where I thought I might just rest

And the rain came down, and the rain came down

And the rain came down, over me

Staring down into that deep, still water, I did not look with haste

Staring down into that deep, still water, I saw your face

It set me free.  And I was free.  And I was free, in my heart