Many nights for their family craved
They walked the fields with spirits raised
And they stopped by every wishing well
They've been to war and been through hell
Medicine men illuminate
Blessed magic initiate
Tribe under skies in Eden
Holy smoke they're breathin'
The mountain top they ascend
Homeward bound heaven sent
To the village where they were born
Journey'd thru the desert storm
And the hunter's wives were a crying
The children were all smiling
They chant till the morning come
Urging the flames to grow higher
They saw signs up in the sky
They saw j**els in the sand
Prayed for the rains to fall
Will'd the gods to hear their call
In time they will be called upon
To fight the wars till kingdom come
They saw signs up in the sky
They saw j**els in the sand
I meet you at the Wishing Well
Meet me the Wishing Well