What I'd give to be you for an hour or two Oh tell me a story of fortune and glory things I Never knew for I am the hungry and I am the poor I've got one foot outside where the world is alive And the other foot nailed to the floor But it's always the one with the terrible past who surprises me most Who puts himself last - five nights in hell and a forty day fast I remember her well tho I don't know her name Her touch was a river so cold made me shiver and shake with disdain And I'll never know why you chose me to haunt But I'll say what I can hoping you'll understand that it's not you I want.
