Dark Hollow

Dark Hollow
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than to be home alone knowing that you're gone
Would cause me to lose my mind

CHR:
So blow your whistle freight train
Carry me further on down the track
I'm going away I'm leaving today
I'm going but I ain't coming back

I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than to be in some big city
In a small room with you love on my mind