Текст песни Cactus (Live) - Pixies
Sitting
here,
wishing
on
a
cement
floor
Just
wishing
that
I
had
just
something
you
wore
I'd
put
it
on
when
I
go
lonely
Will
you
take
off
your
dress
and
send
it
to
me?
I
miss
your
kissing
and
I
miss
your
head
And
a
letter
in
your
writing
doesn't
mean
you're
not
dead
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
dine!
Sitting
here
wishing
on
a
cement
floor
Just
wishing
that
I
had
just
something
you
wore
Bloody
your
hands
on
a
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
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