Paper Bag

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

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

I got to fold 'cause 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

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

I got to fold 'cause 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

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

I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold

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