(From the 2000 cartoon movie The Scarecrow)
When she looks at me, what is it she sees
Pile of straw, battered plat sack Is all I'll ever be
A clever forge indeed of a man
Locked inside these chattered rags
Is more that one can see.
Will she look at me?
What is it I'd say If I could find the way
To tell her all that's deep inside my soul
Somehow thank you doesn't see
sufficient for my Queen of Hearts.
I don't want to say hello,
If it's followed with goodbye
Turn and look at me just try
Goodbyes always been very mystical
Magic worth every time you say it
Someone disappears but if all that's left to me
Is but a single word, and take my heart goodbye
When she looks at me, suddenly I'm free, to love.