Metin dökümü (en)

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from hell Blue sky from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold sea rain A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell Did they get you to trade? Your heroes for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change Did you exchange A walk on paths in the war Put a lead role in a cage Thank you How I wish how I wish you were here We're just two of us, I'm swimming in a fish farm Here after here Running over the same old ground What have we found The same old fears Wish you were here Thank you. Thank you.