Wishing in Wells

Lyrics

Nov 21

Written By Drew Fleming

Rain hits the leaves of the maple tree in the park

On this late summer day

Sittin' by the phone,

It doesn't ring,

Looking down don't see your name

Refrain

My dreams were your dreams,

Your dreams were mine

We were wishing in wells

And the stars above,

Listen to this song

As I walk through this city thinking

Love will last forever,

Funny how much things can change

Walkin’ in circles, round and round and round,

See a spotlight where you stood

Bridge

Hand in my pocket,

Found this reckless letter,

Stairwell never-ending,

Leads back to you

Standing on this stage, last song of the evening,

Used to be me and you

Lights start to waver, cheers are getting louder,

Still my phone doesn't ring

Musicians

VOCALS

Meghan Bentley, Deb Meyer-Gardner, Emily Miller, Katie Morris

Session musicians

ACOUSTIC GUITAR - Pat McGrath

BASS - Eli Beaird

DRUMS - Evan Hutchings, Wes Little, Grady Saxman

ELECTRIC GUITAR - Nathan Keeterle, Troy Lancaster, James Mitchell

FIDDLE - Jason Roller

PIANO - Billy Nobel

STEEL GUITAR - Scotty Schope, Justin Schipper, Andy Ellison

PRODUCER

Eddie Killgallon

Engineers

Dave Buchannan, Rob Lane, Jim LeBlanc

SESSION LEADER

Eli Beaird

Recording Studio

Beaird Music Group, Nashville, TN

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