Tripthroughyourwires

There's no more water in the well

No more water in the well

Angel, angel or devil

I was thirsty

And you wet my lips

You, I'm waiting for you

You, you set my desire

I trip through your wires

Thunder, thunder on the mountain

There's a raincloud in the desert sky

In the distance, she saw me coming round

I was calling out, I was calling out