Boy

Love you boy, till i fall

the child in me again, he plays the fool

Cry for joy, amen

for after all, it's only life

and the way you stir your coffee, like an angel in the morning



still you dare to change your mind

you'll be sorry when it's over

when you've had your taste of freedom

don't come crying on my shoulder



Save your tears, don't mean much

is the guilty party me? i don't think so



and it, it's no bed of roses lying here

tossing and turning



still you dare to change your mind

you'll be sorry when it's over

when you've had your taste of freedom

don't come crying on my shoulder



and these, these years of love and giving surely

must be something to you