I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star To pray on or wish on or something like that I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy Whose reality, I knew, was hopeless to be had But then the dove of hope began its downward slope And I believed for a moment that my chances Were approaching to be grabbed But as it came down near, so did a weary tear ...I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag ...Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh, it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold ...Hunger hurts, but starving works When it costs too much to love And I went crazy again today Looking for a strand to climb Looking for a little hope Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified Come on put a little love here in my void' He said, 'It's all in your head' And I said, 'So's everything' But he didn't get it...I thought he was a man But he was just a little boy ...Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold ...Hunger hurts, but starving works When it costs too much to love ...Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh, it kills 'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold ...Hunger hurts, but starving works When it costs too much to love