LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeCactus
Sitting here wishing on a cement floorJust wishing that I had just something you woreI put it on when I go lonelyWill you take off your dress and send it to me?I miss your kissing and I miss your headAnd a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not deadJust run outside in the desert heatMake your dress all wet and send it to meI miss your soup and I miss your breadAnd a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not deadSo spill your breakfast and drip your wineJust wear that dress when you're dyingSitting here wishing on a cement floorJust wishing that I had just something you woreBloody your hands on a cactus treeWipe it on your dress and send it to meSitting here wishing on a cement floor
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