I was drivin' down the road and I picked up a man of ethos Well I've never seen a man who looked so down and out He said 'Beware the Witch's promise, beware the lutine bell, Beware the Witch's promise and you'll do well'
Well he told of a girl who captured him completely As she took him by the hand and slowly closed the door She said 'I gave the Witches promise No more Witch's spell, Put your trust in me And know me well'
She said
Chorus: I did not have a wishing well, I did not have a song to sell, I did not have a life till I met you And if I had a hundred lives I'd give them all if I could lie beside you And comfort you, Oh yes, this I'll do, Oh beware...
Repeat chorus
Chorus: I did not have a wishing well, I did not have a song to sell, I did not have a life till I met you And if I had a hundred lives I'd give them all if I could lie beside you And comfort you, And this I'll do For I am you