Bec Sandridge Stones
I Wish You Were Here,
God Only Knows.
Pink Floyd and the Beach Boys felt the same.
From New York's streets to London's rain
I felt your heartache.
My mind
Is gone
Like a rolling stone
Out the window
This time
I've flown and
They're playing sad, old songs
On the radio
I wish you were near,
Oh how you know
I can't stand
Distance
And those
Love letters on road,
Hands tied to phone
I'm trying to build this house from home
Is the night still golden?
Is the sky still blue?
Is the night still golden?
Is the sky still blue?
