My Zero

Out on the open prairie The amber waves of grain I sat and lit my fire I saw your passing train I watched your yellow windows I couldn't see your face I thought you'd always be My zero I thought you'd always be My zero Sitting down by the fire I cook my can of beans I draw the constellations I wonder what they mean Sit back, replay my movie I go through all the scenes I thought you'd always be My zero I thought you'd always be My zero My zero I've gone away forever The wrong side of the tracks My blood all filled with garbage My heart shot through with cracks I saw her dark hair falling All down her snow-white back I thought you'd always be My zero I thought you'd always be My zero My zero --- My Zero - Ezra Furman