Lyric 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