wishes to burn

i'd say a prayer every minute
if i thought someone would hear
and i'd keep some hope in my pockets
if i thought there was nothing to fear.

here there are hungry souls to feed
none of which are mine.
i look after them as i am losing,
losing the gift of time.

night is falling, falling hard,
laced through my life like a frightening work of art.

oh, i'd ask for sunlight and daisies
if i had wishes to burn

i build my collection of lost things
in the middle of this night.
i pretend i don't love any creature
i pretend i don't have to fight

for everything i've left behind,
for everything that is not mine

i'd ask for sweetness and windless nights
if i had wishes to burn,
if i had wishes to burn.