Song Description

Sweet, introspective piano ballad

Lyrics

Hundreds of holes, nowhere to hide
If I keep it up I'll be buried alive
I'm digging for gold, panning my pride
Like nobody's business

Hundreds of dreams, hard to decide
Which ones to chase, which ones to deny
I'm taking a chance on how to survive
Wake me when it's over

Pictures in my mind, a million poses
A love that's deeper than a dozen roses

How can we capture love that lasts
Lingering in between
How can live in black or white
Most of it so unseen

Hundreds of hearts that could work with mine
But there's only one I'm trying to find
A hand of the clock, a cone of the pine
A hole hunger's filling