Lost boy
Lost boys runnin, Aren’t far from home at allCan’t seem to find him, Down the well I heard ‘em goNew grass, a pile of weedsWill you remember me,Our spot under the treeHow lovely I was, that Summer’s eveStrong enough to let you goYour fingers in mine, Love hit a PLATEAUOnly time will tell,Lost boy, where did you go?Were we lovers at allI made your house, my homeNow I awake in bed,Alone.