Erasure — Boy

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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