Wishing Shrine by Tele Novella Lyrics

I hadn't seen you since December, it was a long, long drive
Out in the middle of the desert I wondered if I might cry

When we arrived it was as if there had been no time
Since the day that you moved out from down the hall
It was good to see your books and smell your perfume
It was good to see your pictures on the walls

You said you had to take me somewhere
And we went out into the night
The shrine devoted to a sinner, illuminated by candlelight

We wrote all of our dreams in scraps of paper
And put them on a wall of ancient clay
The wishing shrine has all that we are made of
You held my hand until the night had turned to day

There you go, my love
Don't you know my love?
Here it is, just to be sure
Wilt my shoulder now
Time's too slow, so I don't know how
But my wish is coming true
My wish is coming true
My wish is coming true
My wish is coming true