I am a collector of your love
from a whimsy to a name that you have heard of
the heart of you I snatched is just a button on my sash
so I could soak a tear
I am a collector of the fear
that everything I'm biding for is not here
and losing all this sleep to think that nothing's mine to keep
and there are none for me
no good for me
Come away from nothing, I can show you
Come away from nowhere, I will loan you
There had been some plans that I had made
where we married in a church in our hometown
but if it came to pass it was as if I'd never asked
and I was left alone
Alright, alone