Boy - Erasure

Love you boy, till i fall

The child in me again, he plays the fool

Cry for joy, amen

We’ll lose, for after all, it’s only love

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 mean something to you