Sorrowful fields, ablaze with sunflowers
Any anxious color, blue and gold
Impress your face across the mirror
Water falling, spilling over you
I see a scarecrow standing alone
A silhouette burning, a perfect form
A lonesome star, still and white
Some kind of jewel illuminates the night
A poison sun in a septic sky
Spitting on the open face of muddy water
Any anxious color, blue and gold
Now don't say you're hungry

You're so damn cold - motherless child
In your overcoat
With your titian hair and your eyes of China Blue
Any anxious color, blue and gold
Blue and gold, blue and gold now, blue and gold
Star craver
You're a wounded pussycat
And you're drenched by the rain
Now you flee to the kitchen
See what love you can gain
With your titian hair
And your eyes of China blue
Any anxious color, blue and gold

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): JOHN PETER ASTON