Hollow

Sometimes when I lay down at night
I swear I can see to heaven
For it's in dreaming that the things I always knew
Are the only thoughts I haveAnd when I look up at you, love
Handsome as a magazine
Wild as the sun, like nothing below
Could ever pull you downBut it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollowsPeople cross this world
Over and then back again
Never even one time lift their eyes
Or think of what they sayBut I hear it in your voice, love
Like someone sweetly willing
The hope of all these years
The prayer of a time that we don't even knowBut it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollowsBut I hear it in your voice, love
The strongest sound I've ever heard
Like water from a well so deep in the ground
I'll never thirst againBut it's a hard road that we follow
The saddest cities, and the darkest hollowsAnd everything that's far away
And was lost from me
I see it all from here in you