Hollow hope
Tara angellAren't ripe for the knowin'
'Cause they're tall
And they're still growing
The balls of my stare
Aren't there as you know it
Isn't there
'Cause I don't show it
My Hollow Hope
My Hollow Dream
I will confess that it is
What it seems
My Hollow Hope
My Hollow Dream
I will confess that it is, yeah
The dust of my song
Has blown away
A trail of a miracle minute
The pillows on my face
They embrace in the shadows
And in sleepy broken arrows
My Hollow Hope
My Hollow Dream
I will confess that it is
What it seems
My Hollow Hope
My Hollow Dream
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah yeah yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah yeah yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah, yeah yeah
I will confess that it is, yeah