Pink Floyd

Wish You Were Here

1. 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?

2. And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for
change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in
a cage?

3. 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.