She wants the wine, he brings a case . . .
She sings, “snowman, scarecrow, John Doe, buffalo”
I wish you wouldn’t go
I got the arms to reach you
I am the scarecrow . .
Oh, I guess you ought to know
I got the hands to teach you
I am the scarecrow . . .
Snowman sideshow . . .
I fell out of love in the snowbound days
Riding the subway in a Valium haze
I need the whites, she gets the blues . . .
Some of the lyrics to “Scarecrow”
by The Counting Crows