Quiet she withers at night
Haunted by what she believes
From the visions she hears
Loud as the love in her eye
Yeah, you asked her to stay
Darling we are more than stones to throw
Though she looks to the side
Avoiding the faces she sees
Still that black crow cries
Just a voice in the night
Maybe that's what you were hearing
Darling we are more than stones to throw
Maryjane catches tears from the visions she hears
Loud as the love in her eye
Maryjane disappeared after several years
Darling we are more than stones to throw