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