i end up on a tree-lined street
i look up at the gaps of sunlight
i miss you more than anything
i end up on a tree-lined street
i look up at the gaps of sunlight
i miss you more than anything
i thought maybe we would kiss tonight
i thought maybe we would kiss tonight
they'll think of me kindly
when they come for my things
they'll think of me kindly
when they come for my things
i. have. been. hungry.
i. was. born. hungry.
what do i need?
i. have. been. hungry.
i. was. born. hungry.
what do i need?
god is good,
god is straight
god is good,
god is straight