I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star

To pray on, or wish on, or something like that

I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy

Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had

But then the dove of hope began its downward slope

And I believed for a moment that my chances

Were approaching to be grabbed

But as it came down near, so did a weary tear

-I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag

-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold

-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb

Looking for a little hope

Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,

And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope

I said, "Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified

Come on put a little love here in my void,' - he said

"It's all in your head,' and I said, "So's everything' -

But he didn't get it - I thought he was a man

But he was just a little boy

-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold

-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love

-Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills

Cuz I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up

I got to fold cuz these hands are too shaky to hold

-Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love