Come listen to the voices gathering round my bed
I need your local wine to mend it
I wanna make things shine
I always wondered why I came
Come to make things right now
I came here to service you but your wine was good
I wanna make things shine
I always wondered why you came
Better than to be me in your holding wheel
Sink, sink into, sink into the sand
Don't let them take away your voice
Better than sun coming round
Better than the moon in my town
I need your local wine to mend it
I wanna make things shine
I always wondered why I came
Better than to be me in your holding wheel
Sink, sink into,sink into the sand
Don't let them take away your voice
Better than sun coming round
Better than the moon in my town