Hollow In The Sun

Verse 1

The scarecrow

Wakes so young, grows so hollow in the sun,

The wind blows

A thin thread

Of the last thing I will ever want from her, her

Verse 2

The last thing

The last thing

The last thing

The last thing

Verse 3

A dead fly?

A broken twig?

A handful of dust and ashes?

A broken wing?

A falling leaf?

Your voice that cries, "Be careful what you wish"

Verse 4

You, you were always worrying darling?

You, you will always be my first

You, you're what I die for

You, I would wait forever