He wrote a name With the needle gun In black and blue Your eyes are stone she said Beautiful and dead And I wish you well I took a turn on this carousel How long ago now, I never can tell I never stopped to wonder Maybe a morning, maybe, a thousand years I only walk high wires Attend a needing The magnolia's dying Long coarse and primitive I wish love, lord I wish love could live, forever What I once saw burning bright as hell, now here comes that weird chill I don't stop to wonder Threaded a name Through the needle's eye As a frame Tied the ends and stitched it up And hung my head down and wept But I wish you well Who'll pray for the killer's sake I used to be so wide awake Like certain mornings That last a thousand hours Long coarse and primitive I wish love, lord I wish love could live forever I'm burning bright at hell, here comes that weird chill But I wish you well Your eyes are stone she said, truly beautiful and dead I wish you well I want to ride on this carousel But, I never really stopped to wonder