Cactus کے بول

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore I put it on when I go lonely Will you take off your dress and send it to me? I miss your kissin' and I miss your head And a letter in your writing Doesn't mean you're not dead Just run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your soup and I miss your bread And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast and drip your wine Just wear that dress when you di yi yi yi yine D-A-V-I-D Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore So bloody your hands on the cactus tree Wipe it on your dress and send it to me Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore