(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.