Lyrics

Using wishing wells
To spare me from the spell
So far away
That you'll begin to see

Waiting baited breath
Could scare away the rest
I wondered why
I never passed the test

Pickle on rye
Why would I try
Carry me home
Where I belong
To a golden place
Full of potential to erase
How cool is that?

Following the fun
Will bring me back to one
I always knew
I never needed more

The magic that you seek
Is in the work you reap
So grab a brush
And start scrubbing the floor

Pickle on rye
Why would I try
Carry me home
Where I belong

To a golden place
Full of potential to erase
Losing it all
To save my face
How cool is that?

Ooo

Why would I try
Pickle on Rye
Carry me home
Where I belong

To a golden place
Full of potential to erase
Losing it all
To save my face
How cool is that?

Using Wishing Wells